There was once a rabbit, happily hopping her way down the street when she saw a beautiful flower, the flower is colored yellow and blooms beautifully amidst the summer heat. The rabbit hops fast toward the flower hoping to pick it and bring it home yet as the rabbit drew closer, the flower closed itself up. The rabbit blinked and wondered why the flower did such thing. The rabbit then leaves the flower alone thinking “I could never take such a beautiful flower with me”.
As the rabbit hops further down the road, she came across a very smooth pebble. ‘Twas so smooth that the rabbit couldn’t resist not picking it up. She pockets the pebble and hops away, but the pebble was too heavy for her to bear, the rabbit tried to hop further- yet it only exhausted her more. The rabbit slowed down and hops slowly, slowly, slowly… it took her a while to reach her house. The rabbit quickly placed the pebble on her table- not knowing what to do with it. Her pocket was slightly torn due to the pebble’s weight. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, it’s the frog wanting her pebble back, she lost it on her way to the pond. “I didn’t know it belonged to someone else, are you sure it’s yours?” asked the rabbit. The frog insisted and the rabbit then gave the pebble back to the frog. Tears flowed down the rabbit’s cheeks as she gave the precious smooth pebble back to the frog. She then tried to move on thinking “the smooth pebble was never mine to begin with”.
The season’s starting to change now and the rabbit needs to go to a warmer place. So the rabbit packed her bags and hops out to go find a warmer place to stay for the winter. As the rabbit happily hops through the forest, something colorful caught her eye. “It’s a rainbow!” the rabbit squealed excitedly. It’s the first time the rabbit came across a rainbow for she only hears about it on other people’s stories. She then excitedly hops her way towards the rainbow, curious ed where it is coming from. As the rabbit hops closer she discovered that a simple shard of glass is responsible for the rainbow and her excitement. She then slowly bend down to pick up the shard of glass. Holding the glass carefully between her hands, the rabbit asked the glass, “did somebody drop you?” the glass didn’t answer. the rabbit tried again, “do you want to come with me?” again, there was no answer. the rabbit then sat down and said, “i like what you gave me and i wanna keep you, is it okay?” still there was no answer. So rabbit waited and waited and waited and is still waiting for the shard of glass to answer her- carefully holding the silent glass between her hands not knowing if the glass would indeed bring her happiness or would only cut her one day.
Repost: The foolish rabbit and her shard of glass
{ October 19, 2009 @ 4:43 pm }
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{ short stories }
{ Tags: anthromorphism, short stories }
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