Three Facts

Chapter One

I sit alone, admiring the darkness of the cemetery I go to every once in a while. This cemetery could be the lightest with day light but yet still the darkest. It's not like I come here because someone I knew died. That's not it. I just, like it here. It's quiet. I'm the only one who comes here around one in the morning so..I'm alone, sitting in darkness that I don't seemingly mind.

I cross my legs, looking down at the leafs and grass I sit on. I shift my body, hearing the crunch of leafs underneath of me. I'm a twenty year old man who goes to a cemetery early in the morning when the sun has not showed. I'm creepy.

I push myself up with my hands, trying to stand quietly even though I'm the only one here. I walk slowly, trying not to crunch too many leafs. Why? I don't know. Even if there was someone here, I doubt they would be able to see me. I'm wearing all black. Black converse, black bell bottom jeans, black hoodie, and my black chin length hair of course.

I look around in the darkness. I guess I should of brought some source of light with me. I usually do but I just forgot this time. I check in my pockets, hoping to find something. Suddenly, I come across a lighter. I smile to myself, taking the lighter out of my hoodie pocket. If only I had a cigarette or two. I light the lighter, shining it around me. Not much light, but it is something. I sigh, blowing the light out.

I walk straight, watching the outline of graves so I don't trip. I gasp, stopping in my tracks as I see a small light, feet away from me. It seems to be a light from a lighter... or a cigarette. I sigh walking towards the light a bit, hoping that who ever this is has cigarettes and is happy to share with me. I stop, as I hear the persons voice.

"What's it like to be dead? Is it lonely? Are you rotting in the ground? Or maybe looking over me, from gods palace in heaven? Ha, heaven. There is only one thing you can do to find out there is a heaven. Die, right?" The man sighs. I suppose it is a man. The voice is not low but not high. As a matter a fact, it sounds slightly cracked. "Well, whatever buddy. Just, wherever you are, know that someone cares." Is he talking to a family member? A friend? "So, I take this cancer stick and raise it in the air!" I see the small light go higher. He must be referring to a cigarette. "And as I raise this holy addictive cancer stick, I hope that these weren't what killed you." I see the light move towards his mouth I'm guessing. "Bye buddy. I'm off to move to the next one."

"The next one?" I hear the man gasp, looking over to my direction. Why did I speak? I realize I'm only a couple of feet away from him. I take out my lighter and shine it towards him. My eyes go wide in surprise as I notice this is no man, but a young teen. Must be a bit younger then me. He has dark ear length hair, but bangs that hang in one eye. His nose and lip ring twinkle like stars as the light reflects on them. His skin seems tan and he is a short guy. A bit skinny too.

"Who are you?" He asks. I find myself smiling friendly.

"Gerard. I'm Gerard." I respond. He nods.

"I'm Frank." Then I see him smile, which causes me to sigh in relief. "So Gerd, what I meant by moving to the next one is the next grave. As in, the next person who died." Frank digs in his purple hoodie pocket and pulls out a flash light. He turns it on, shining it on the grave stone. I put my lighter back in my pocket. Frank takes his cigarette and sets it on the stone. "This was John Elskey. I don't know how he died but he was only thirty one. Sad, right?" I nod.

"You knew him?" I ask.

"Oh no. I didn't know any of the people here." I stare confused. "I talk to them though. They might be lonely if they didn't make it to so called hell or heaven. I keep them company." Frank picks up his cigarette and puts it in between his lips. "Why are you here Gerd?"

"It's Gerard."

"I know. Gerd is more fun to say." Frank chuckles and I roll my eyes.

"It's quiet. I have nothing else to do. I live alone but my apartment has neighbors that are really loud." Frank stares at me in amazement.