"Taking care of animals is a breeze," they say.
Well, try taking care of four hundred and thirty seven donkeys then. My grandfather passed away because of that.
Why?
It's simple really. One of our male donkeys just had to impregnate all the female donkeys.
My name is Yota and let me give you a story.
It was one day. Just ONE DAY. That I had to be in deep shit.
I was on my way home prepared to finish up my chem practicals that was due the next day. Just a slight push of the door and I could feel the touch of an animal. I open the door fully and shout to the top of my lungs.
"YOOTAAAAA!!!" exclaimed mother as she ran upstairs to check on me. "What is it my son?" she asked.
"Why the hell is a donkey in my room?" I questioned her as I lay down on the ground witnessing my room get destroyed into shambles.
Mother scoffed and told me that my grandfather passed away a week ago and the donkey was the reason. She then reached out to her pocket and handed me a letter which said:
"My beloved children and grandson. This donkey over the passed few years has been but a blessing and a curse at the same time. My husband and I at first were pleased to see it bear children so we could raise but it started to crave other female donkeys in the farm. More and more children had to be bore and my husband had to move everytime to take them to the veterinary whenever one got sick. Fatigue caught to him and he passed away recently. We cannot kill the donkey as I fear it haunting me. So could you guys please look after it in the meantime i search for somewhere for it to live?" Begged grandmother.
Grandfather dying had me sad since he was the person I looked upto the most but I just had to let the feelings go.
I then got up and asked my mother if she could take the donkey.
Afterwards I tidied the room and procceeded to sta- Yeah no ways was that going to happen. A lound bang came from the garage so I dashed to check to see if the donkey was still alright.
Oh No. Some of my chemicals are still there. What if the donkey died? How will I explain to grandmother?
The moment I arrived the scene, fog filled up the room.
The donkey was nowhere to be seen.
I'm FUCKED.
I fell to the ground and thought about my life decisions. Just then, a random stranger appeared in front of me. He had white hair and eyebrows.
The moment I zoom out of his face. I was FLASHED.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my house??" I asked angrily.
Why would a naked person be in my house? There has to be a reaon for that.
"Chachita," he said.
It was at that moment that that name rang a bell. Only my grandfather would call me that when I was young.
"I'm the donkey your mom brought to the garage," he said.
I became skeptical for a moment. I tried to sum up everything and I came to the conclusion that he was the donkey..
"How are you able to speak and how did you become human?"
WAIT.
NO.
HOLD ON.
I ran towards one of the boxes there that had some chemicals i stored for my science fair.
It's finished.
The donkey consumed every single last drop.
Maybe it was the reason it became human?
"What you're thinking about is probably right," said the man.
"How did you read my mind?" I asked.
"I have a brain for a reason," he replied.
I so wanted to end his life at the spot.
"Listen here" and he's ran out of the house.
He maybe was an idiot.
I tried chasing after him but this guy just had to have abnormal speed. By the time he started slowing down, I ran as fast I could to catch up to him.
Things did not end well. I was pushed by someone to the ground and got my hands chained up.
"You're under arrest!" Shouted the stranger.
Wha-?