To high a cost chapter 1
A tell from the past about three friends and there small towns questionable history surrounding a large stone.

There is an unnamed stone at the North Mary’s Graveyard.why no one knows but some say it can answer any question.however the more complicated the question the higher the cost is to answer.I was told the legend by my old school friend Beny.He was the type of kid that didn’t know to mind his own business so he tried to be in everyones.As a result he know about every rumor and legend in town well among other things.No one was upset about it as far as I could tell.It wasn’t his fault they’d forget he was the.Beny learned a long time ago.That if your a quiet kid at the right time.people just keep talking and eventually let things slip.
We were six at the time expert for Micky.He was older at the time.It had only been a few months since we met.Friends were made so easily back then.There was a Myth about the stone and steps to take.As I said no one really knows where it came from.It’s not like it’s some rock that was to big for the workers of the cemetery to cure to move.Just one look and you can tell.To smooth and well kept.someone must be maintaining it but no one knows who.Nor will the steps to how it works came from.Outside of the devil himself I can’t think of anyone who’d willingly spread it.
The legend was on halloween night the stone would come alive in a way.If all the steps were followed right.This year we decided to see if the myth was true.So that year the three of us would be at the cemetery.On all hallows night questions at hand hoping for answers.
I wish we never found them.
We had planned to go after we were done trick or treating.I left home drest as a simple ghost.Mom didn’t have much time to work on a custom that year.I didn’t have any complain about it I know what the goals that night was.Get as much candy as possible as quick as I can.Then make our way to the sematery.Beny was drest as the news man jim mukery.While Micky was an angel he’s family was a little screwy.At the time you’d say that they just liket to be close to jesus.They were just an overly religious family.If I tried to tell all the stories of strange things and illegal thing they did in the name of god.I don’t think I’d be able to stop or even get them all.
After each of us met at Beny’s house that night before we went on our candy heist.We talked about the the local legends we heard.Realizing just how many of them all led back to that damn stone.Most naming it as the town's unmarked grave.
As we walked away from another house Micky turns to Beny.Asking him how much do you know about the town’s grave?I only know about it because I’ve heard of some of the stories.In my young curiosity I made the mistake of asking.What stories I thought you just asked it questions.
Micky spoke first.You don’t know about what happened to Jose and Erick.Who is Jose and Erick, and what do they have to do with the.You don’t know about the phone call!Ahh you don’t have to yell and no what phone call.
Erick’s last words
Erick’s last words
Ring….Ring…Ring…Click…Hello Miller residence.Why…I just don’t get it why now?I’m sorry, who is this?”Deep inhaling” It’s me Erick.Oh Erick wait I thought you were at the funeral?I am, I’m calling from a pay phone across the street from the sematary.
I just don’t get it why?I’m sorry Max did deserve that no one does.I just can’t figure it out.The news says it won’t be long till they find him.Till then who knows why he did it.I can’t reap my head around how.He’s a knot after all.That whole family has been off ever since Gwen disappeared.What does she have to do with it!She left a year ago Max is dead now.Broken to the point none of us could recognize him.His mother just kept saying it can’t be the whole time.She was crying and just repeated.It can’t be that’s not him..It can’t be.
Right Erick but it is Max right.Yeah coroner confirmed it.Didn't make it any better.Most of us who were Holding out hope it wasn’t him.That it was some drifter who stole Max’s wallet.I mean we had just gotten in.I know you two were supposed to be roommates.I know it’s not the time and I don’t want to speak ill of the dead but.I still can’t believe the both of you got in….exhale…..yeah it.
Coast a lot.
What does that mean?Nothing but yeah it was very close to being both of us with no future.That’s not true.Wasn’t it what if I didn’t get in?what could I do then besides stay here maybe work at the grocery store.Spend my days ringing up groceries.Livin in the same house I grew up in.Taking over the mortgage once the folks die.Never going anywhere else just live and die here like everyone else in this nowhere town.
One way or another I’m leaving.”Nothing will stop me I’m too close now”.I get what you mean but you know.I don’t think staying is that bad.Working a helpful job livin a peaceful life with kind people around you and ,maybe someday soon starting a family?Am not ready yet for that Nicky.We've talked about this.It’s too soon.I’ve given too much to end up here.I’m just back for Max’s funeral after words am going back to camps.
I need you to come to my house after the funeral.We need to talk before you leave.It’s important.I have to leave right after my plane is at four just tell me what’s up.No Erick we need to talk it can’t be over the phone and it has to be now.I can come to you if that helps.why just say what it is.I can’t.
Exhale…I can’t stand it one your like this.It’s not hard to just use your words and speak is all you have to do.Just…out of all the times for you to pull this needy ness tantrum.This is not it.Once the funeral is over I’m going back.We can talk one I’m back for christmas break.No we need to have this tal.”I’m heading back and we can talk about this later….I’ll come to you right now if I have to just wait for me.You can’t just run off….Erick…..hello earth to Erick….There all looking at it.
Looking at what?....”what is going on”?They're all looking to it.What are you talking about?Everyone the whole family I can see what’s happening. I'm just across the street I can see them.I can hear them.They’re crying, screaming well asking why this happened to Max.”But why”There hurting to Max.”But why ask.Well we all want to know why he did it.But why ask it not the Priest,not god even Max’s coffin why are they asking it.It?They are all looking and screaming it out over and over again.At the grave.Max’s but you said no one was looking at Max.No not the Max’s grave.The towns.
That doesn’t make sense why would they be asking.”Crack”Wait who's ther..You there….”loud snapping sound”.What was that?”Phone tapping sound”....Eri.He’s done here.”Click”.
About the Creator
Mr.Forgotten
scary stories written by Mr.forgotten told by the been who calls itself Night Teller parts of chapter and short stories posted here




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