I walked along the fence and peered into the farm house. There sat Napoleon, the pigs, and the neighboring farmers playing a friendly game of cards. I could hear laughing and chatting, they had glasses of beer at their sides. I turned around to see a truck pass by and immediately turned back around, they men had started fighting with the pigs. From what I could see, one of the men's mouths had spoken "cheater". I was not surprised because of Napoleon's reputation. They had started yelling in each others faces. I could tell the fight was getting very heated. The men and pigs tried to hold each other back, but it was no use. Napoleon had messed everything up. The pigs started to look different, they had started to resemble the humans. On the other side of the house I could see the other animals could see it too. The pigs had become just like humans. The farm had made a full circle from ruled by Jones, to ruled by Napoleon, who is the pig version of Jones. I started to feel my stomach drop. I ran and ran far away from the farm in order to get the image out of my head. There was no use in trying to save the farm. Napoleon has dug the farm so deep that it might not be able to get out of this kind of rule. I could feel anger running through my bones. I should have ruled.