I've Never liked blood or seeing an animal being killed, it always Make me fell uncomfortable, that's why till this day i don't eat the neck part of a chicken, fells like am killing it all over again.
That being said, on that faithfull day it was my duty to kill dinner as my dad was away at work and being the only grown up Guy in the house it was immediately concluded that i can handle It. Not to mention the insults From my sister's if i was to decline, it will be a great blow to my manhood as it would have appeared then.
So i approached my Christmas chicken, that will soon become human waste. Immediately the chicken saw me coming it was as if it knew.to tell you the truth a fly on the wall would have sensed my fear and lack of confidence.refusing to be the mockery of my friends i approached the chicken laid it down as I've seen other's do it ,as i was about to cut the throat ,for some reason The knife won't Go in,boy was i nervous, finally got another knife and i pushed hard as i could on the chicken's neck, i wanted it to be over as fast as possible ,i was shaking inside. Finally the blood was out ,it touched my fingers and it was warm.
Ok. i said in my mind finally its done, yes.as i took away my hands from the chicken it kept shaking and finally got up an started running. towards me with its head Almost gone.
Keep shame aside, i ran like i was being chased by Godzilla. Finally it got weak An gave in.
Since then i don't think I've Ever killed another Chicken, but I've gotten more Confident and can easily make you a chicken barbecue .
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