" Thud ! " " Thud ! " " Thud ! " " Bang ! "
The chicks were being awoken by the sound of a shotgun. On the floor laid their loving mother hen, with blood gushing out of her lower body. Suffocating, she uttered these few words " My children, I have no regrets now. I love you. " After that, her eyes shut and her exhaled a final breath of air. She was dead.
Albert, Brad and Charlene stood by a gigantic tree trunk and watched their dead mother. Tears flowed down their eyes, their hearts were pounding fast. Why ? Why is human doing this ? Why are they taking our mother ? The only questions that ran through their minds. What can they do ?
That night, Charlene finally understood the meaning and purpose of life. She understood why her mother don't want her to be in the city. It is because of cruel humans like us. We gained from someone else's sacrifice.
The mother hen is just like every mother on Earth. They would shower their children with unconditional love . However, animals' love towards their next generations are being taken away. There is a high demand of meat in this word. Why do people have to do this ? A mother hen's love is an undiscovered love in this "meat-demanding" world. She was taken away when her children needs her to be with them through their growing years. Are humans being selfish ? Or do we have a choice ?
A plate of chicken rice might cost you $2 to $3.00. But a mother's love is priceless.
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I was inspired to write this short story during Geography lesson. I feel bad to see the animals being slaughtered.
I want to ask those God believers a simple question : Is God that cruel ? Does making animal sacrifices make God happy ?
I will believe that God is not that cruel, God do not want to see any living organism in this world suffer. So why are we killing animals ?
I'm sorry to say that it's for our own selfish good.
It's to fulfill the hunger in us
It's to satisfy ourselves with what we like
Or rather, It's because I love to kill animals.
I don't know, it's up to you. I'm sorry for any bad English here. But whatever is written came from my heart. I feel that it is not fair. Far too much, I'd say.


Isn't it cute ?

But we're eating it. You are. . .
Would you want to see it suffer ? See the feathers being plucked off and boiled in hot water ???
It's up to you.