Killer Kale

Part 1 Summer days turned to winter wind chilling each who dared to venture out into the cold days and night the ones that robbed us of our warm sun and days of fun. The vegetables were dying starving for the light that was once abundantly theirs They’re hungry calling out for help in the dead flower beds and gardens covered in snow The rot had taken over consuming every plant within reach of the winter’s cold dead fingers While the vegetables withered away out in the cold the people gathered indoors they sat in front of fires bundled up with blankets holding tightly so the cold wouldn’t touch them One girl really didn’t mind the cold she felt at home with the ice and wind she went for walks as the others cowered in their homes The rot’s victims envied her, her ability to walk in the snow to leap in the air never having to worry of what may happen if she stayed out a little too long She walked past gardens and trees asleep for the winter some never to wake up again some to come to the next warm day, playing the waiting game Some never slept struggling with their last days of survival before the cold reaches in and takes what’s left of the summer days now fades and disintegrates to nearly nothing Kale struggled to keep up with the cold striving to keep warm jealous of the warmth that the people felt every time they went inside their homes forgetting of the plants they tended to all summer In the summer, the kale thrived they soaked up the sun dancing in the warm nights when no one’s out to see they were loved by the people, if not only temporarily using their powers for good But then she had to go and make things terrible forgetting them in her garden to rot in the winter taking their brothers and sisters and searing them with the one thing they love heat she baked them in a slow and agonizing process