Saturday, October 13, 2012

Coveted Donkeys


 As Roy looked over his land, long rows of golden wheat proved that it had been a good season. The perfect amount of rain, and good weather had assured that this year’s harvest was one of bounty and surplus. All that remained was the harvest, which would consist of long and grueling hours of work. Though Roy did not look forward to this, he knew it was a necessary part of farming.
Roy’s neighbor, Clyde, had also experienced an exceedingly great year for his crops. Clyde decided that he would invite all his neighboring farmers over to celebrate this years exceeding harvest.  After the festivities were over Clyde showed Roy around his farm. When they came to the barn Roy noticed Clyde’s large pack of donkeys.
“I’ll bet all them there Donkeys sure are handy come harvest season,” Roy said.
“They sure do,” replied Clyde, “they make harvest season take half the time.”
As Roy gazed at Clyde’s pack of donkeys he began to think how much more convenient if he could add four more donkeys to his measly pair.
As the harvest season began Roy became obsessed with acquiring more livestock. Each day he toiled out in the field, he thought of how great it would be to own just a few more donkeys. His pair of donkeys just didn’t seem to get the job done fast enough.
“If I could just get my hands on four more donkeys my life I would be set for life,” Roy thought. “How am I gunna get me 4 more donkeys, nearest donkeys around these parts are owned by Clyde.”
At this moment a malicious idea came into Roy’s mind, he knew just how he was going to get his donkeys. 
Late one night Roy silently crept through the field separating his farm from Clyde’s.  When he had reached Clyde’s barn he carefully snuck inside and removed four donkeys from Clyde’s large pack.  As he left Clyde’s barn Roy lit fire to a pile hay, then quickly scrambled back across his field.  Once he reached home Roy quickly hid the stolen donkeys, and climbed into bed.
Then next morning Roy was not surprised to hear someone knocking on his door. As it turned out it was one of Roy’s other neighbors
“Did ya hear that Clyde’s barn burnt down last night?” he said. “All his livestock perished in the blaze”.
“I am mighty sorry to hear that,” Roy said with a concerned look on his face. “I reckon we all should try and help him out. Since I don’t got much livestock all I can do is send one of my boys over to help out.”
Roy didn’t feel that guilty since he figured that sending his son over to help Clyde made up for his act of thievery and arson.
So a week later Roy began using his four newly acquired donkeys to harvest his crop. Roy was not disappointed with the four donkeys, work seem to take three times less then before. To make matters even better no one noticed his extra livestock, or suspected that he caused the fire. Roy figured that he was pretty darn clever. At the end of the season Roy reckoned that he would just claim that he purchased them with the extra income from his surplus of crops.
As Roy was working out in the field one day he noticed a long dark curtain of clouds moving in. This annoyed Roy, because even though the harvest was basically done he knew a large storm could ruin the rest of his crop.  Roy hastily took his pack of donkeys into the barn and ran to his house to escape the approaching storm. To Roy’s dismay the storm soon became so violent that he was forced to move his family down in their storm cellar.
            It was at this moment the Roy remembered that in his haste he had forgotten to properly secure the barn door.  So Roy scrambled out of the storm cellar into the violent tempest to go close the barn door. Now it must have not been Roy’s lucky day. When he reached the barn all of the stolen donkeys had wandered out and were calmly grazing while the storm raged around them. Roy muttered a few colorful words and then sprinted off to collect his livestock.
            Just as Roy had gathered his pack of donkeys back together and head back to the barn, he noticed he was in the path of an enormous tornado. The large cyclone came along so quickly that Roy barely escaped. Roy turned and watched in horror as the cyclone consumed his donkeys, lifting them up into the air. Roy, who was completely terrified, turned and raced back to the storm cellar.  As Roy ran through the last field of wheat a large projectile fell on him. Roy did not have a chance to even yell out in surprise for he was crushed immediately.
After the storm had cleared Roy’s family ventured out of the storm cellar.  To their dismay Roy could not be found anywhere. Of course after hearing this all Roy’s neighbors came over to help his family clean up, and find Roy. It was sad sight to see, Roy’s farm lay in ruins. The barn had been capsized and all of his donkeys displaced acres apart. Every thing Roy had work so hard for over the summer was scattered all across his land.
 Weeks went by and there was still no sigh of Roy. Roy’s neighbors figured it would be a good idea to finish cutting the wheat that wasn’t harvested. So a few of Roy’s neighbors, including Clyde, began to cut the last field of wheat. As they came to the middle of the field they were shocked by what they came across. There lying under the carcass of a donkey, was the body of the late farmer Roy. The look of surprise and terror on his face matched that of the on looking neighbors. Clyde took one look at Roy, and then at the donkey and said.
“I believe that there was one of my donkeys”.
Thus ends the story and life of Roy.  What he coveted most became what led to his demise. He was just another man that was victim of a jackass.

44 comments:

  1. That was pretty good! I like it:) Was it a school assignment?

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  2. Oh, brother! How much more depressing can you get?

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  3. You don't think Roy got what he deserved?

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  4. Maybe so, but still...that's totally not real life! and you have a dirty mouth.

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  5. So do you!

    ~Hanna

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  6. I think the fowl mouth thing is all on how you look at it there are just a derogatory words in the King James bible. In some cases the words are only as fowl as the mind of the person reading it wants it to be.

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  7. That particular word that you used is not in the King James bible at all! The word Ass is used to mean a donkey and nothing more. And my mind isn't dirty, nor do I want your post to be dirty, I just couldn't help but noticing that you used a dirty word and seem to think its okay.

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    1. The term jack is referring to a male in the species of asses. So in nice appropriate terms it is a male donkey, which roy was killed by. And I don't post on the blog I am just responding to it. If you are assuming that I am Abram you are mistaken. No one else seemed to have a problem with it, so I don't understand you cynical comments.

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    2. This may sound like a really weird question, but ummmmmm Brianna are you having a conversation with yourself. Every one I ask denies that they are the anonymous person. So I am left with the conclusion that it is you. Not that its weird or anything I talk to myself sometimes, when I am alone, and not having my conversation monitored by a bunch of people.

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    3. No, she is not having a conversation with herself. I'm just stating my perspective on the matter. Its good to talk to someone who is a little more intelligent than you. I hope. Brianna you are a little more intelligent than he is right? I am counting on it because it does not take much to surpass his IQ. After all he stole the whole story from me, he made some minor changes to the setting and plot and claimed it as his own. Abram if your reading this I still expect royalties and will sue if I don't get them.

      P.S. to all those reading who might know my Identity I would prefer to remain Anonymous. So if your tempted to great me by name SHUT UP. Sorry for the caps and the rather frank language but the matter is of the utmost importance to me. So Zip It.

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    4. P.s P.s I also wanted to clarify that the controversial language was not in the original un-pirated version that I wrote. I did this just to quell any ideas that this was in my original version and that I am sticking up for my "wrong doing" by sticking up for his controversial choice of words. I think he put the noted language in his version to see what people's reaction toward this double meaning word would be, thus giving him insight into their minds. A very sneaky psychological trick that is having an interesting effect as we speak. After I graduated I never thought that I would analyze literature much less read any form of literature again, (if this gross, imitation of my brilliant work can be considered literature), I never knew that my analytical skills would be of use outside the class room. If we have any young children listening in on this conversation I would like to emphasis the importances of taking class seriously because you never know when you might have to analyze the literary work of some Idiot that you know. I would also suggest getting in touch with a good lawyer who is able to help you sue over plagiarized material because you never know when a person you considered a good friend will rip off your Ideas. Take it from me keep your friends close and your lawyers closer.

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    5. I ONNLY BORROWED THE DONKEYS, I was considering cows but donkeys are more commical.

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    6. The only difference I see is that your story is set on a small farm in what seems to be kansas or some other midwestern state and mine was set in Japan. aside from that and a few small difference the two stories are the same. If you do not admit this and pay for your theft of material I will be forced to take you to civil court. I suggest you pay up now or you will also be liable for legal fees when I win this case.

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    7. In that case I did not sell or use this for personal gain. I also did not even consider your story till you brought it up. There was no curse, no witch doctor, no special forces, no rice, no asians, only similarities were grand donkey theft and death. I should have left the cows in the story and then there would have been no debate about the similarities of your story of asians and my story of american farmers. And using this argument we could say that the lord of the rings is similar to Narnia because there is a evil person that wants to take over the world and there is weapons, and the good guys win at the end. So that means Tolkien should sue Lewis for having a similar story. My inspiration was a online picture of a tornado carrying away livestock. I though that a story that included this would be comical. Obviously I was wrong.

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    8. Oh, wow! Look what I started! And no, Abram, I wasnt talking to myself. If i remember correctly you asked me that before. having a conversation with yourself is pointless. Definitely not something I would do.

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  8. Whatever you say, Krobian.

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    1. Ok, since you prefer to stay anonymous, can I at least have the privilege of knowing whether or not I know you or have met you before?

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    2. And I really don't think I am any smarter than Abram. Maybe its just that I think about what I want to say (or type) before i do it.

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    3. Yes, you know who we are. You don't know who is writing. Do you? WELL DO YOU?
      Have you considered that the "Anonymous" in reality is "Anonymouses?" (Meaning more the one person)

      P.S This Anonymous agrees with the 1st Anonymous, but maybe not the 2ed Anonymous.

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    4. I was clueless...until you said that there were two of you. Now I have an idea.

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  9. Make my day.... But Your probably wrong. To answer your previous question as well I may have met you because we happen to have a few mutual acquaintances and friends but I don't remember ever meeting you and I doubt you would remember meeting me. So hopefully that helps but it probably doesn't. Sorry about posting this late but my computer was not letting me post and I don't have access to any other computers at since I'm at college. There I don't know how many more hints I can give you to my identity without coming right out and saying who I am. By the way this is the original anonymous who wrote most of the comments and the anonymous who you are probably wish to know the identity of. So with out further comment I will end this post an leave you to your guessing game. Best of luck, guessers

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    1. Ps. I am Tiring of looking at this string of comments so make your guess quick this is getting to be more quirky and pathetic than an Agatha Christie novel. I have always been more of a Raymond Chandler man myself. I would also like to request that the second anonymous shut up before I email someone to make my request a little bit more convincing, capisce? Pardon my Italian....Literally. Wow I need to stop those stupid puns ;)

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    2. Are you by any chance this Donald Trump?
      Or maybe one of Abram's cousins?

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  10. No I am not Donald Trump, I still have most of my hair, so no comb over is necessary and I can't even imagine the torture one must go through to be his cousin. The mysterious poster who still remains Anonymous.....At least to some. Be my guest to guess again though, this is kind of fun.

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  11. Um... You're in college? I don't really know anyone in college. Are you related to Abram or Eli Druck in any way? And sorry, i didn't know Donald Trump was old

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  12. I am a guy and I may be related to Eli or Abram then again maybe not. You just can't tell with these anonymous types.

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  13. BTW which of the two do you think I'm Related To.

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    1. You aren't very helpful considering the fact that I am completely clueless. And I have a feeling you're related to them both.

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  14. are you sure if your sure make a guess

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  15. How many different kind of relatives can one have I could be a 5th cousin 24 time removed. Take a Guess what would it hurt?

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  16. But I have no clue! And if I've never met you before, how would I know? Can you at least tell me something...like maybe what you look like...no, that wouldn't help if I'd never seen you before. Come on, just a little hint!

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  17. I will give you a hint You are on the right track? I think You only have to guess how I am aquatinted with Abram and I will confess all.

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  18. I know!!!!!! You're a brother!!!!!

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  19. Yeah, I'm Abrams older brother Zach. It took you long enough to guess it though.

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    1. You're not leaving are you? I like talking to you, and I just found you on Google+

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