The 4 Words

Chapter 4: The Rainy Day

        That night, we all make 1 more bed. Jess decides to take Ellie's bed, so we make one more for Johnathan. He sleeps on the floor next to me. When we are all done, we sleep right away. I am too sad to even think of being hungry, but Jess and John make me eat anyway. "Kayla, you've gotta eat," John says to me.        

        "You aren't going to let me be until I eat, are you?" I ask.

        "Nope," he replies. So I go and make myself 2 eggs over easy. When I get back into the house after using our hand made well to brush my teeth, I find John and Jess already asleep, so I jump in bed and sleep right away too.

        When I wake up the next morning, it's raining out. I go into the basement to check our water supply. We only have enough for 1 more cup. So I grab 2 jugs and go down to the river to fill them up.

        Normally, Ellie does this job. Oh, Ellie. I miss you so much. I sit on my sitting rock and cry. After sometime, I get soaked. And so I stay there. And hope that some miracle will happen and Ellie will come back to life. I guess that this is REALLY what poverty feels like. Horrible. Unfair. Hopeless. If only people realized that there are so many people that live like this, that maybe they would care even more. I mean every time I am seen in the city, everyone just stares at me like I am from another planet. They don't think to give me any help. Because humans are selfish. SELFISH I SAY!

        I throw my hands in frustration. It isn't fair. My whole life is a hell hole and no one even seems to care about people like me.

        All of a sudden, I feel a hand on my back. I whiz around. "Johnathan. I thought that you were helping Jess make a tent for the chickens?" I ask.

        "It's done. And Jess is trying to make some eggs for you when you get back. She also chopped some wood for a nice warm fire in the house. I decided to come down and help you," he replies.

        "Ohh. Okay," I say.

        I didn't realize that I had started to cry again. I look into Johnathan's eyes. He is handsome. I move slightly closer to him, hoping that his warmth will spread to me, too.

        Instead his lips spread onto mine. I have never kissed anyone besides my parents and my sister. But if this is what a real kiss feels like, I like it. But I fear it growing more and more, so after 10 seconds I pull away.

        "I should...get...back over...here. And...fill...up some water jugs," I say and stare at him, mesmerized by him. I can't let a boy distract me now, even if I really love him.

        "Yeah...and...I should...get back to...chopping some wood," he replies and stares at me. He points behind him and turns and walks.

        Wow. I guess rainy days are sort of lucky to me... At least this time.