A Slaughterhouse: A Short Story

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I sat in my room anxiously as I was mentally preparing myself for tomorrow’s big day. I needed to do mental preparation because for my senior project, I’m going to a slaughterhouse. I chose this as my project because I feel if I can record the things that happen inside those four walls, I can inform people on what an animal’s life consists of, and what they have to endure on a day to day basis. I felt a stream of tears rolling down my face because I could already envision the awful atrocities I was soon going to see. I quickly wiped my face as I heard footsteps approaching my room. “Bella?” My mom said from outside the door before she opened it. “Yeah? Sorry, I was just thinking.” I replied as I sat up in my bed. “Oh, well I just wanted to let …show more content…

“Okay, mom. I love you.” I said as I gripped her a little tighter. “I love you too.” She replied as she let go. “Okay,” I started to walk away, “I’ll be home later on.” I made it outside and into my car, which was a challenge in itself. After about 45 minutes later, I made it. I stepped out of the car and I stared at the building. I had never known what a slaughterhouse looked like. The walls had grey and red bricks, and it had a long walkway which lead into a part of the building. “You the new one we’ve been expectin?” I heard a voice say from behind me. I quickly turned around and looked up and down at the man. He was short, his beard was white and his eyes looked pure black. “Oh, yeah. That’s me I guess.” “You guess? It’s a yes or no.” He said as he stood right in front of my car. “What a great first impression. Yes, I’m the new one you’ve been expecting. My name’s Bella.” I said as I crossed my arms. “Well, Bella, I’m Stephen. I’m basically the boss here. Come inside, we’ll get an apron on ya.” He said as we both walked toward the entrance. I raised my eyebrow a little bit. “Why do I need an apron?” He scoffs and throws one to me. “It gets messy in

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