You know the feeling when everything seems meaningless? Have you ever felt it?
I’m a healthy nineteen-year-old boy, wait, a handsome nineteen-year-old Filipino man, hehe, and that’s exactly what I was feeling when a chicken gave me “the look” I’m not joking!
I was sitting on the park bench watching people skittering from each other and give that awkward smile. Social distancing has made a lot of people paranoid, even a loner like me want to cringe at how uncomfortable everyone is to accidentally be at a stranger’s side. I sighed, I thought about when it will be all over, and once it’s over, would everyone recover from the mental impact they suffered because of months after months of lockdown? It’s almost a year soon.
I wish, I lived in Sweden, they got no lockdown. I bet I could be there and enjoy the beach, I thought and that’s when I noticed a chicken male, a beautiful, colorful rooster standing a few inches away from my feet. He was looking at me with eyes that say, “You’re pathetic.”
It might all be in my head, but it stung. “What? You got a problem with me?” I stumped my foot. I expected the bird to scamper off, but instead, it looked as if I’ve piqued his interest.
The rooster dried his beak at his feather, stretch his neck, and started crowning but stopped in the middle to spattered as if he was chocking, except he wasn’t.
I laughed out loud pointing at him. “That’s what you get for taunting me!”
“Mommy, that man is fighting with a chicken,” said a young girl six feet away. Her mother shushed her and gave me an apologetic smile, but I’m sure she and her daughter think I was a nutcase.
The rooster then jumped on the bench. What the heck is with this stupid chicken? I thought then splat. It shit on my hand and ran of.
“Why you piece of shit! That’s it, you’re tonight’s dinner!” And off I ran after a rooster.
I caught it but I didn’t found the owner, and you know what? It was too smart to eat, and that’s how he ended up in my house, parading each day with a different hen. Flaunting how many ladies he got while I got none. As if I’ll envy him. All I need is one girl, one but I got none.
“Shut up and go have breakfast with your girl!” I told the rooster. He jumped beside me and snuggled up. I smiled. Ugh, I am pathetic, not for being single but for having rooster for a best friend.
This story was written “Word of the day challenge. My first challenge from this site. I hope you enjoyed it.
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