Chapter 5
The trays got lifted up again. We were carried next to this big machine. The human grabbed a chick, with it's big nasty hands. It moved the chick over to the machine. It rubbed the chicks beak up against it. I heard a crunch. Not even a half of a second later, she cried in agony. She flapped her wings, as the machine hit her beak. I could see the smoke, which I believe is because of her missing beak tip. The human, who reeked of tobacco, grabbed each chick, and did the same to them. I was the last one. That means it was my turn.
"No! No! Please! No! Don't do this to me!" I clucked in fear, but it ignored me.
The human grabbed me, and brought me toward the machine. I squirmed and kicked. It put my beak on the machine, which I now realize, that it is a frightening machine blade. Pain shot through my body, leaving me filled with pain. Smoke puffed. I flapped my useless wings. My beak hurt. Not only my beak, but my whole body ached.