The Dragon Lady
An original scary story
by Cheryl Rosenberg, posted on January 21st, 2010 in The Storytellers Issue
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My son Sawyer saw the poster at the mall with the singular vision that only those age three and under seem to possess. I didn’t even notice it—he pointed it out, the poster for some movie with a scary-looking woman on it.
She became, of course, the Dragon Lady.
And even now, more than two years later, the dragon lady’s legend continues. It is a tale spun solely from my son’s imagination, a world created and built upon whatever inspiration he thinks of.
A Story Only He Can Tell
The Dragon Lady lives in the Black Forest, don’t you know. And when you drive through the Black Forest (a wooded area near our home), you have to be quiet and be on the lookout for her. If you see her, you have to honk the horn because that will scare away the Dragon Lady when she chases you—if she catches you, she’ll put you in her sca-a-a-a-ry dungeon. “Drive faster, Daddy!” Sawyer would shriek as my husband pulled onto the highway, windows down and wind whipping through the back seat.
Now, at just over 5, Sawyer has discovered that horses live in the Black Forest. And they keep you safe. So he doesn’t ask to go in there much anymore. But if you want to know about the Dragon Lady, he’ll be more than happy to elaborate. He knows a good story when he hears one. Or even better, when he creates one himself. One that empowers him to overcome all that scary stuff.
