Chapter 1

Once upon a time, there was a mountain who could talk. But he was the only one of his kind, and he didn't know how he was made, or why. But one day, a human came to the mountain and asked him this, "I know you are the only one of your kind, and it would please me if you would say yes to my question. Will you allow me to live on you." The mountain considered this as the human waited for an answer. And the mountain answered with this, "I will allow you to live on me but I do have conditions." The man waited for the conditions. "I want you every morning to come out and talk to me but it doesn't have to be for long." He agreed to this and slowly after this agreement a house was built on the mountain. And every morning the human woke up and talked to the mountain. Then one day the man brought home a woman. And asked him if he could have a wife. The mountain agreed to this and the man so later was married. A year later the couple wanted to have a child. They asked the mountain and the mountain was excited to hear that they were planning to have a child. But he did warn them to keep the agreement. And after three years the couple had a three year old, two-year-old, and one year old.The couple had much trouble on their hands with the little ones. They were very happy with their family and the mountain. Then one day the one-year-old got to sick to even move. Then she got so sick that she died. And the two other children soon became sad without their sibling. The couple asked the mountain if they could bury their child in him and he was sad to hear the news but he said yes. The family was cut by the child's death but they still lived their life and woke up every morning and talked to the mountain. Several years later the firstborn got in a terrible accident didn't make it. The couple was sad and depressed even more at the death of their firstborn child. They asked the mountain if they could bury another one of their children in him. And of course, he said yes. The couple and their last child turned sad and depressed. They still woke up every morning to talk to the mountain, until one day they didn't. The mountain let them be, they were probably too sad to get up. But it soon became weeks so the mountain went to check on them and can never forget what he saw. The parents were hanging by their necks and the child died with his wrist cut in the bathtub. And till this day the mountain won't let anyone live on him, he can't go through that pain again.

 

                                                              THE END.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 22.10.2015

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I'd like to thank my middle school 8th-grade teacher Miss. White for inspiring me to write this short story. (All of those who read this before I edited I am truly sorry haha)