Once there was a rude, mean lady who only thought about herself. She was hated by all. She hated everything and anything around her. Once there was no rain for days, and all her plantations and crops were ruined. She didn't have any food to eat nor water to live. She went to the village to ask for some food, but everyone rejected her. So she cursed the villagers that they would suffer. Days went by and she sat on the mountain side and cried. By the end of the year, the whole village was flooded with her tears As days went by, the water dried and some coloured things began to reach out of the ground. It was flowers, and soon that land became a field of flowers. The flowers were the villagers who died.The lady lived alone her whole life, and died a horrible death.