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Quasimodo









          I received a package yesterday. A worn and slightly wet
          cardboard box.                                         I was finally able to remove the wrap. I washed my hands right
                                                                 away in case I touched it.
          It was a special day, I was already waiting for a flower at that
          time.                                                  I returned to the table.

          I squinted my eyes and read the receiver’s address. It was   Due to the wrapping, the flycatcher’s heads were weakened and
          correct. I stared at the box for a few more seconds. I quickly   fell down. It must have been because it had been traveling for
          removed a few tapes to satisfy my curiosity. I stabbed some of   days. Seeing such a flesh-eating creature so exhausted gave me a
          them.                                                  cloud of thoughts.


          There was a plastic wrap inside.  A plant placed in a wrap…  I watched it a little.

           It was a terrible flycatcher.                         “You are not dangerous.”  I said, “People are afraid of you
                                                                 because they don’t know you. Aren’t they?”
           I couldn’t believe it…
                                                                 I caressed the head of my plant very lightly with my finger.
          I screamed. I moved away from the table. Even my heart forgot
          how to beat. Even I couldn’t understand why I was so afraid of    “You’re actually pretty cute”
          this little creature.
                                                                 At that moment, I thought that I would love and care for it for as
           My mother entered my room.                            long as a flycatcher could live.

          “It eats meat!”  I said in a shaky voice, “I don’t eat meat. But   It was a creature that, like many other people, was feared to
          there is a flesh-eating creature in my room.”          approach. But once I dared to love it, I felt that it was the best
                                                                 decision I’ve ever made.
          My mother grimaced, “God, this is your gift for the anniversary?”
                                                                 “Your name will be Quasimodo.”
          We were both standing, hands on our hips, looking at the
          flycatcher as if we were going to intervene if it moved. We                                       Doğa Aslan
          couldn’t take our eyes off.


          “Shall we give it to your sister?”  My mother finally asked, “Your
          sister likes these kinds of things.”

          We continued to exchange glances with the flycatcher, “I don’t
          know.”

          I tried to cut the plastic around it, being careful not to touch the
          plant. I was trying all kinds of tricks to keep it from touching my
          hand.


          They had attached the poor animal tightly.


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