Sofia hated the blindfold. She hated be spun around. And she hated this silly game.
The donkey wasn’t fond of it, either. For years, donkeys had endured being stuck with all manner of sharp objects, feeling helpless.
But Sofia whispered to the donkey as she approached. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Well, then, DON’T!” yelled the donkey, as he jumped off the paper and dropped to the ground, suddenly full-sized. “NO MORE! I will not endure this any more, ever!”
Children were screaming, running in all directions.
“Game OVER!” brayed the donkey.