It’s not everyday that I carry a pig’s head

Yesterday, someone came by and delivered a pig’s head. It was a head of a raw pig! That doesn’t happen everyday and no I did not order them. A head’s pig arrived, so what? Nothing, I carried it with my bare hands holding the ears. I saw all the cross-cut section of the pig and I did not like what I saw. I think I will not eat pig moving forward.

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Pardon the photo, just evidence of the incident. This pig was once alive.

 

Published by monalisachong

Every one agrees that life is fleeting. And that life is change. It never stays the same. I am a believer of choice, of opportunities embraced and lost, I dictate what happens to me. This makes me hopeful, makes me dream, gives me courage and clears my realm. And I hope to share how change affects my life.

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