Growing up, I enjoyed eating chicken. I really do. Even now. But what I don’t enjoy was when mum asked me to kill the chicken. I never did.
At first, they thought I was just a stubborn child until they realised that I don’t even watch how it is killed because it gives me chills. Oh, it’s very true that I don’t have the guts to kill any chicken or even hurt anyone.
But one fact remains true – that I love fried chicken. I enjoy making tomato stew with it. Oh wow! I really love it when the chicken is served as food. And not to kill or pluck out the feathers.
Submitted for the Daily Prompt – Pluck.
Peace and Love!
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