My life for the next few months was happy and care free. Until one day...
I was eating at the time. I was now onn solids and so fat no-one would have thought that they once mistook me for a runt. I played games of chase and play-fighting, but not so much now because I was too fat!
Then the farmers came they grabbed me and threw me into a truck I was so young it was like a living nightmare!
Piglets were biieng plucked from the trough some of the braver ones ran, but the farmers were much faster than them!
My last glimpse of my mother was of her lying on her back doing nothing more to stop them. It was then that I realised that she thought that where we'r going was a good place to go and no matter how loud we shouted would never help us, I squealed "goodbye" and she echoed it back. I eatched as the truck sped us round a corner and out of my mothers life....
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