May God Strike Me Down Dead
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May God Strike Me Down Dead
The sky cracked open as thunder rolled over the fields, drowning Ruth’s scream. “May God strike me down dead if I’m lying!” she shouted, her voice raw with years of silence. She stood soaked in rain and fury, eyes locked on the family gathered at the edge of the pasture. They had turned blind eyes and deaf ears for too long.
Whispers had circled for months — that Ruth was a witch, that she forged her grandfather’s will to steal her brother’s land. Murmurs rose now, quiet and cruel. Someone muttered, “She’s lied before. She’ll lie again.”
Ruth’s eyes flashed. “May God strike me down!” she cried, daring the heavens.
And the lightning listened.
It struck her where she stood.
They buried her the next day, but no one spoke her name.
Not ever again
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