So this is something I came up with myself while at work. It's been on my Facebook for several months but I thought, well golly, I ought to share it with that fantastic bunch on dA! I know that every time I submit a thought-provoking journal I become overwhelmed at the responses and take a long time to reply, but here I go again:
"One day, an old man noticed his prize-winning garden was terribly dry, and so he prayed to God for rain out of desperation. It poured all night.
The neighbouring woman left her washing out on the line overnight, thinking it would be dry and safe, as she didn't have time to bring it in the previous day. When she woke, her washing was soaked. She pulled it off and angrily muttered, "Stupid rain!"
In the house behind her, a man glanced out of his front window to see his car was covered in wet leaves and flower petals, as he had parked it under a tree overhanging the street. The leaves clogged the windscreen wipers and one of them snapped under the strain: "Bloody rain!"
Down the road, a man woke to a pool of water across his outdoor entertainment area. The gutter had clogged, and the water backed up and burst the drainpipe, spilling it all over the decking and furniture: "WHY did it have to rain?"
A teenage girl was out spending time with friends, and she walked home with two of them. They were caught in the rain, and when she woke up in the morning, she had a fever and was coughing a lot. She called up her friend and questioned why it had to happen on her birthday: "Couldn't it have rained another day? Like, tomorrow?"
On the next street, a woman hurried outside early in the morning to collect the mail and she slipped on a patch of lawn that had been reduced to mud. She twisted her ankle, cursed, and staggered to her feet.
In the next block, a boy received word that the soccer game that day had been cancelled; the sports oval was too wet. He threw his soccer shoes across the living room and stormed upstairs: "Stupid, stupid rain!"
On the hill, a man woke to find a bad mosquito bite on his arm which was unusually large and itchy, despite having killed four the previous night. He hastily blamed the abundance of mosquitoes on the recent heavy rain.
On the main road, just past midnight, a man was turning a corner a little too fast. The road was too slippery and he lost control, slamming the car sideways into a tree. He didn't even have time to blame the rain, because he died almost instantly.
The old man with the prize-winning garden was very pleased with the rain the following day.
He did not utter one word of thanks."
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