I Work on a Murder Farm.

I work at Hugo’s Gentle Death Farm.<br><br>When someone wants to die, they are brought to the farm. <br><br>I often wonder if the death people here is worse than what their old life was like. Some are shot, some drown, one is even buried alive.<br>Sometimes we even get kids, Hugo says that we call them calves when they are under 12. <br><br>The calves are drowned. <br><br>I can hear them calve as the water rises. It gives me flashbacks to being an orphan, but at least I wasn’t shot like a cow getting their head blown off. <br> <br>At least I wasn’t buried alive and starved til the end of my days.<br><br>I guess I won the death lottery here.