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Descriptive Essay On The Slaughter House

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This is absolutely despicable, these are living breathing creatures.
I stared out from the dirty car window and I sat in my parked car across the road from the slaughter house. Hundreds of cows milled aimlessly with glazed eyes, through dust clouds of the overturned earth. I watched as several other cars pulled up behind mine, checking in my rear view mirror to see a familiar face. Bianca in her little yellow bug looked so out of place on this filthy dirt road. Today was going to be the day we put a stop to the slaughter. Bianca stepped out of her car and I watched as she slowly walked towards the fence of the slaughter house. A man parked further behind us called out something illegible but she took no heed.
Ok… this is it.
I jumped out of my little old truck, and sprinted across the road to the gate. Bianca had cut the lock and stood back as I slammed the gate wide open. The cows stared with starved for attention but overfed ,eyes in my direction. I ran through the tightly packed animals and shoved over the nearest feeding trough , motioning to Bianca to come with me. She shook her head and backed away, but held the gate open. I began to push the nearest bull and he bucked , starting a panic. The animals raced towards the gate as Bianca pressed herself against it to avoid being trampled. My laugh could be heard even over the frantic mooing of panicked animals.
“Take this you inhumane bast****!”
A shout echoed through the compound and I turned around quickly to see

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