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I thought I should share this true life story with you… Couldn’t find a suitable title, please suggest an appropriate one…

…I watched him hold her by her legs dip her in the boiling water, watched her struggle to no avail. He laid her on the assassin’s board, held her firmly and took the sharp shiny knife. She turned her head weakly to look at me, I saw her smile. I was tied, helpless, and couldn’t do a thing. The same fate awaited me I will join her soon…
As a young child, I never knew the people who brought me to existence, my parents. I grew up in hardship.I was locked up in a cage since I was young, I’ve never known a better life, maybe it existed but I didn’t know any other life beyond this bars. I was contented, but lonely. Everyday new people were captured and brought to us from other places. They had different stories. Some were moved from neighboring cages here while others were captured from other places and brought here too. I barely talked just listened to them talk about their adventures of the world beyond the bars. I thought of it, imagined it, longed for it, I felt less contented each day until that beautiful day. My master took me out and kept me in a cage with her. Who you might ask? The most beautiful angel I had ever seen. I understood why she had been taken away from the rest of us. She was a real damsel. For 2days we were stuck together but she never smiled. I tried talking to her but she ignored me totally. Finally I blurted “why do you keep treating me like I’m the cause of all your problems, I have tried talking to you and being nice but you are always mean and silent, ignoring me like I am non-existent. I don’t even know your name!!!”
“I’m sorry, I’ve treated you wrongly. I’m just a sad young lady. I watched my mum live the life I’m about to start living.
“What are you talking about?” I was puzzled, what was she saying?
“Long story” She sighed and then continued “my mother was caged here, different men came in impregnated her and almost all her kids were taken from her. I was too but when the master realized I was beautiful and I was a woman he kept me in a cage opposite hers. I watched her hurt but never had the chance to touch her until some humans came and took her… never knew her fate since then. I guess she never knew what love felt like”
“I will never hurt you or do anything against your will. I promise!”
She smiled, she wasn’t totally convinced but we were friends now.
Overtime our friendship strengthened and grew so fast that I looked into her eyes and I felt more at home than I had ever felt. She gave me a new drive and my ultimate goal was to find a way to get her out but how could i? I looked at her and told her how beautiful I thought she was, she was different from anyone I had ever known she kept staring and so did I. Many words were locked in the silence. It wasn’t empty, our bodies touched and next thing I know I was in heaven…
She got pregnant and overtime she gave birth. As soon as our babies were born, the master came and took them away. I never knew my kids. She cried so hard and I felt her pain. We were hurting and like it wasn’t enough, it was visiting time again (December). Different humans came to take us away as slaves… 1 thing was sure, if you leave this cage, you would never return.
They took both of us… tied us to a tree and on that faithful day he took her 1st and I watched him hold her by her legs deep her in the boiling water, watched her struggle to no avail. He laid her on the assassin’s board, held her firmly and took the sharp shiny knife. She turned her head weakly to look at me, I saw her smile. I was tied helplessly could do nothing. The same fate awaited me I will join her soon. He killed her. I watched her blood flow unable to do a thing. The man untied me, picked me, and I obeyed without a fight. My reason for life has been taken away and I was more than happy to meet her on the other side. The moment he killed her, I was dead, now he was going to take my body after all that was all that mattered to him. I guess we need to be killed for people to be happy and then the shiny knife slit my throat.
You must be wondering who I am… I am the chicken you ate on December 25th.
Okay don’t kill me x_x . Give it an appropriate title. Compliments of the season.

Love,
Einsteinette.