The Reaping

The Rain

In a place so ordinary that nothing  special ever happened lived a girl named Jane. Jane like most others in the village lived a mundane life ,going about her chores day in and day out.

The only thing in her life she truly cared about was her father. Losing her mother had taken a toll on her family .Her father was the one that gave her little joy .

He owned a workshop , she would help him whenever possible but the work was boring and the days turned long .As a girl of 19 years she wished for something exciting in her life .She didn’t realise was that it was all about to change.

The village that always seemed sunny and bright was starting to change ,dark clouds had huddled over the sky waiting to burst .Everyone brushed it of as just rain ,but there was this eerie presence in the air.

When it started to rain, it did not seem like it would stop. Accompanied by lighting and thunder it was as it all hell broke loose and not  seeming to get any better.

The rain had continued on for weeks. The river had started to overflow, houses were getting wrecked from the water. People started taking refuge in the nearby schools and churches.

A disease had started to spread devouring everything in its path. A sickness without a cause. People were struggling to live. Jane’s father had already caught the disease and was  in his deathbed holding on for dear life.

As all hope was lost ,that’s when an old rumour started floating around.

See there was this village elder who all considered crazy. She was too old, lived through to many years, nobody hardly paid attention  to her. Ask her about anything she would go on about a single story , a single event and nothing else.