I walked around the edges of my enclosement several times to settle my stomach. I knew that the day has come, for I have heard the two legged creatures converse about it for days. Images of bloody slabs of my meat served on the side of cooked feathered friends danced through my head. Squealing, I shook my head in hopes of dissipating the nightmares that held true.
I jumped almost instantly at the sound of the barn door opening. A small creature, the one I had seen before that treated me as it's friend, emerged with a pail and walked towards me. I noticed that it's cheeks were stained with tears as it poured out the contents of the pail into my enclosure; small, brown pellets. Before I even took a bite of food, the creature turned on it's heels and sat down. It stuck it's fingers into my feeble shelter and removed it's hat.
I asked what's wrong to the creature as I pressed my nose against it's hand, but it just motioned for me to eat my food. It watched as I took a few curious bites before getting up and leaving. The last thing I saw was it's pigtails waving goodbye before it vanished behind the large door.
I was in the middle of taking my last bite of dinner as the barn door opened once again and this time, an eerie yellow light leaked in as a larger creature manifested in the doorway.
It grabbed the axe leaning up against the wall and approached me. It pinned me down between its legs and all I could do was waste my energy, kicking and screaming for help.
My whole life flashed before my eyes once I took one wide-eyed glance up at the blood instrument. A glint of light flickered on the blade of the axe as I saw me opening my eyes for the first time, staring at a beautiful yawning sun. Then came my years as a young child, snorting and laughing as I bounced along with my siblings in the freshly cut lawn near the farmhouse. Suddenly, rain was dripping down my snout as I bowed my head. I was too afraid to witness the bloodshed of my older brother. Only I knew that he didn't do anything wrong but my family thought otherwise. Cuddling close to my mother, I cried silent tears as the axe came down upon his neck, disengaging his head from his body. The blood-drenched axe was tossed aside as the small creature, my friend, cleaned up the blood with a damp cloth. The larger creature grabbed both the body and the head, lobbed it into a wheelbarrow and wheeled away out of the barn.
Before the creature was able to finish wiping up the gore, the selling of my mother and sisters took place. I was too young to bare children for the family and my mother always confirmed that to me. I remember their brown eyes that promised the gallantry that still powers me today. That's why I stayed placid as one of my sisters grew quiescent. I smiled softly in hopes that they too will power through with that.
That smile developed on my face as I resumed to life. I had suddenly stopped kicking for now I knew that my time has finally come. Even though my wails for help never brought forth anyone, the creature still swung down it's axe and everything went black.
