Midnight Chicken Heist: Confessions of a Cowardly Thief

I am no fearless criminal. I crouch behind an old woman’s fence at 2:13 AM, shaking like a faulty generator. I’m here not for money or gold, but for a glowing chicken. Every shadow looks alive. Every leaf seems like an armed watcher. A mango falls with a loud “kpo” and I nearly confess my sins. Even my sweat sounds like a warning. When I finally reach the cage, prison thoughts flood my mind. Shame of being caught. The chicken opens one wise eye. I flee in panic, fence snagging my leg, slipper almost lost. Tonight I stole nothing but fear and some exercise. But tomorrow, when hunger returns and I see another fat chicken online, who knows what darkness will drive me back to this fence?

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