Tuesday, April 16, 2013

A small Piece of a short story - Read - Comments are all welcomed

Winter's Snap:



It had been a long time since I saw a bean sprout. The last time I had ever seen one was within one of our books on agriculture. It was weird seeing something so lush and beautiful being held by this man before me - I wanted to hug this man and jump for joy because being one of the survivors it was like seeing an emerald angel before me. My name is Jason Aaron and the world has changed.




It all started slowly not like the movies of instantaneous freeze over but over years it slowly occurred. Days started to seem shorter, winters colder, and summers with less warmth every other year. Even thinking about summer seems like a fairy tale land that never truly existed but in our dreams. The times spent in an air conditioned room during those blazing years seem so useless and stupid when any of us would beg for 10 degrees more now.




A lot of what happened had many people guessing. Many scientists pointed to global warming, others blamed it as a natural occurs nice of the earth, while there were those who screamed out government conspiracy every chance they could get. If the government’s goal was to fall apart, kill more than half the population on earth and nearly starve everyone, rich or poor , then their mission was accomplished with golden stars. What was created was turmoil and chaos. Everyone trying their damnedest to move south and occupy that land in earnest. Of course this led to civil wars all across the globe.




All across America brother fought brother and relatives killed each other to protect what little land they had. Those protecting their families sometimes tried to accommodate for others out of the kindest still left , others would rather see their own grandparents freeze to death right on their door step. It was maddening how uncivilized people could become through a tragedy. Those who could take up arms did and with deadly force. If you had the guns you would wind up with the power, so even though our original government failed we still had something left over those who had the guns and the scientist. Those who still wanted to protect us and save us from those who would rather just see themselves survive despite the rest of humanity .The scientist were the key to our survival, they were able to conduct research and help design new ways for us regular folk to survive.




The most threatening thing that occurred during this permanent cold snap, an oxymoron yes but it best described the occurrence, was the lack of food. With a permanent winter we lost 80 percent of crops across the globe. The remaining little that did grow was rationed as good as possible but since it was barely enough have the time people would suffer from malnutrition, their immune system would slowly fail and sickness was assured, mainly followed by death. In Essence getting sick usually meant meeting you’re making sooner rather than later. It was a necessity to stay as healthy as possible. Hunting became our best option and the wilderness still provided enough for us to eat for now. But not only had plant life suffered but so did the animal population. Those that were on the endangered list were long gone; some animals were left in their zoo cages with no damn given about their life at all. Most all birds migrated as far south they could and stayed there on permanent vacation. The biggest issue we had were bears and wolves as they were already adapted to this kind of weather but we weren't some people would go out and never return forgetting that traveling with big groups was completely necessary lest you became their new meal. Yes there were some truths in wolves not attacking people, but when food became scarce for them it would not be rare to see a pack roaming around the boundaries of our camps.

 

Another thing that occurred, or rather was agreed upon was population control. The few children that survived with us suffered a great deal and we soon learned the mortality rate for any woman giving birth and her child had decreased greatly the colder it got. We were burying too many people left and right, with the graves being smaller and smaller every time. It was too much heartache and it dealt a blow to many peoples psyche. We would then agree to slow the growth of population with any and all birth control methods. Condoms were given to married and unmarried couples alike. The warmth of a woman was always sought after by men and now it was the last luxury of warmth we had left. We all agreed that our women needed to be protected at all costs and they were more valuable than anything we had left.  Any man caught attacking or even attempting to rape a woman was dealt with swiftly. It may seem like a barbaric thing to do but when facing the notion that if we ever got through this that they are the only thing that would help us repopulate, then of course all measures were taken to take care of those who became an issue.




It was sad to see people suffering like this but it became hazardous to try to get medicine especially since most of the things we needed like that were located in the upper regions where the temperature remained well below freezing, that on top of the fact that some people chose to live like outlaws and nomads in those regions made it a downright a deadly affair. It was a wonder there were people who could even survive those temperatures but they made due somehow constructing their own shelters, finding their own food with that which was left, who knows. All we know were the stories of those that survived encounters with them. It was like a retelling of a horror story as they were hunted like animals shot at and forced to freeze to death. No one ever saw their faces just the thick white parkas with fur and their weaponry. Those foolish enough to cross their path became their game. If you had any warmth of blankets coats or even the slightest food you were targeted. Considering anyone who came across their territory was labeled as such meant all persons were targets. The only thing stopping them from taking over the last survivable land to us were the guns on our side. The only thing keeping me alive was news of hope. Hope in the hands of a scientist who discovered a way to grow food that sustained the brutality of this damned cold and could bring a better life to us. I had to first find him and bring him back down south to make sure he could probably save us all.

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