my uncles meat

It was a simple Tuesday right befor Christmas when I had this traumatizing experience. Me my little brother George my cousin lee and the parents went on a small car Jerny.  We went to see the Christmas lights. Evary yr at christmas a street nere my home cover there houses in glittering Christmas lights to rase monny for small charity's .the car ride was of medium length ,around 30 to 40 minits but mainly consisting to my cousin harry (around 9,10) talk about some sort of video game hes into and expecting you know evarything about it. Moste conversations started with "tyler you know in ...." I think this time it was a game calld five nights as fredericks , I'm not rilly sure , it was very dull.

We reached the lights opening the windows to get a better vew of the rode .thay glitterd and sparkalred as small raine drops feel down from the sky . Like sethrew fethers only wetter and colder. The lights dident last long tho as my annoying creacher of a brother needed to pee . We drove back witch ment more talk about games . And some slipping facts about harry trotter from George as he may be gust a bit obsessed.

Dropping lee off was more eventful.  The second the car stoped lura george jumped out of his seat clambering out of the car into my arnty sams loo. We all went in like normal people saying our helows and that's when I saw him . My uncle. Medium height but lanky and scrawny and a head like a tortoise , all rinkerly and scaly. Like useral we greted them wile gathering into the kitchen as my arnt was making uss tea. She always makes the best tea ,never to sweet not bitter. Always the perfect tempriter for my sensativ mouth. God I would pay thousands for her tea . Well if I had thousands.

Evaryone started to take there tea and landing themselves in the livingroom. Witch left me george and my uncle in the kitchen . George and I were sat on the kitchen side as it is a comon habit of ours. Him on his phone and me with a glass of iron blue sipping it slowly. (This is when it starts) "oh Tyler you rilly need to try some of my meat" he laghes holding it tight in his fingers walking over to the corner were I was sat . It was a strange moment . I could see him Cerseing it with his thumb.  Swerling it in a secular motion. Stepping closer with an evial smerk peering on his lips. His hands lookd sweaty with gray dirt covering around his fingernails as if he was digging in an ash tray. Our eyes connect.thay were cold and strange ,hellish, him and his lizerd eyes.

I saw his hand slowly move as I was now trapped in the corner. I shot my eyes over to George who was giving me a  concerning look as he holds in giggles. His hands raise holding his meat closer and closer untill..... the meat touched my lips, cold and damp. Stroking it now acroos my mouth ,feeling the samsachon made my core tighten in disbelief and fere. A double chin of descust grew down my neck as I look at his slimy meat.
"Go on then" he encouraged smiling even more horribly as I see Satan in his face. I take it Into my mouth feeling the sult and peppers. I chew for a good 10 seconds befor forsing myself to swallow. I place a satisfied smile on my face so not to be rude.
"That's acutely an okay bit of beef, did you roster it or fry it "

" roasted,  in duck fat to give a better taste . Only took an hour " he barked baking away taking some of the beef into his mouth chewing away.
I never thout I would have my uncles meat in my mouth.