The Legend

The Legend

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There was a legend in the small town. Most people who lived there knew about it. Many years ago a farmer had gone mad and killed his family, then gone on a killing spree through the town, finally finishing it by shooting himself in the head. They said that if you went and stood infront of the mans grave at midnight he would come and kill you. People used to laugh and say it wasnt true. But no one tried it. No one wanted to risk it. One night a group of teenagers went to the cemetery to have a few drinks. After they were merry and bored one of them dared the others to go and stand infront of the killers grave at midnight. "Come on! I dare you!" Robert said to his friends. The group of 6 suddenly went silent. None of them wanted to take up this dare. "Ah you're all chickens ," he said. "I'll do it if you do," Sandra stood up bravely, swaying slightly from the drink. "Ok" Robert grinned. "Anyone else?" "I will," said Gavin, not wanting to look like a coward. No one else volunteered. So the three left at a few minutes to midnight, laughing as they went to find the old mans grave. "Peter James," Sandra said, " Here it is!" she called when she found it. "Ok," Robert said,looking at his watch. "One minute to go. We better stand infront of it." He suddenly felt nervous. "Hope it isnt true," Gavin laughed.

As soon as Sandra heard she went to Roberts house. Looking pale and scared she sat down with him. "Are we next?" she asked. "I dont know," Robert shook his head. Sandra could see he was as scared as she was. What had they done? "Im sure it was a freak accident," Robert said. "I'm scared," Sandra started to sob uncontrollably. "We shouldnt have done it." "Dont be silly," Robert said, taking her hand. "Im sure it will be okay." Sandra went home shortly after. She sat in her room staring out of the window. Black clouds formed above. She looked at them in fear. There were never clouds in the sky this time of year. She heard the rain start and her tears began again. The storm raged over the town. The power suddenly went out. Sandra was sure her time had come. She could feel it. Another presence in the room.

The three of them stood infront of the grave as the clock struck 12. The wind suddenly picked up. It whipped at their hair and the trees around them shook with the impact. All three jumped away from the grave,suddenly feeling a chill up their spines. "Stuff this!" Robert yelled moving away. "Im out of here." "What was that noise?" Sandra stammered. "Nothing," Gavin said, his heart racing, "Lets go. We did it." The next day Gavin was driving his car home from work. Suddenly out of nowhere a bird hit the windscreen and he got such a fright he lost control of his vehicle and it smashed into a tree, killing him instantly.

She was not going to let this demon take her. She pulled out the sharp kitchen knife she had stolen earlier out from under her pillow. She would rather take her own life then let him take hers. She screamed and plunged the knife deep into her heart. "You cant take me" she sighed as she fell back onto her bed. "I wont be your next victim." The life drained from her.

The next day on the news they told of the freak storm. It always hit the town every 10 years apparently. And it was impossible to tell when it was coming to warn the residents. Robert went to Sandras house to see if she was okay. There were police out the front and an ambulance. His heart raced with fear. He found out from Sandras father what had happened. So it was true and he was next. He went home and sat in his room, waiting. What else could he do? Fight a ghost? He lay on his bed. Listening. FInally he drifted off. He woke up the following day. He was still alive. It wasnt true. Gavins accident had been just that. An accident. And Sandra had panicked and killed herself. How stupid she had been. To believe the legend. How stupid he had been to make them play games though. He felt guilt. He started to drink and take drugs to numb his brain. And overdosed a short time later. And so the legend lived on. As all three did eventually die. copyright gothgirl 2009