Wasn't Wonderland

• Emily Cooper, Grade 9
• Short Story
• 2013

I walked slowly towards the little fluffy white rabbit; he sat there chewing at some green grass slightly wet with the dew from the night before. I slowly crept up near to him, ready to catch him unsuspectingly, just when he caught a glimpse of me from the corner of his eye. He suddenly sprang to life and leapt up into the air and hopped off a full speed into some bushes that where nearby. I chased straight after him, you would expect it would be easy to catch him up in a flash but I was wrong, for a small little rabbit he could move like the wind. I pushed through the shrubs and began to cut myself up against the prickly bushes when all of a sudden I heard a loud tearing sound and an unearthly like roar emerging from the bushes ahead. I sprinted quickly but quietly to where the noise came from and as I came into a small clearing where I noticed a rabbit hole next to an old oak tree. I began to make my way over to it as I heard a small rustling sound coming from the behind shrubs but I dismissed it as I made my way over to the unusually large rabbit hole and as I looked down into the eerie rabbit hole what I saw wasn’t exactly wonderland, the once dirt brown walls of the rabbit hole where smeared with red and I then knew that, that little rabbit wasn’t as harmless as he seemed. Just as I came to the realization of what was happening, when the once little rabbit pounded up behind me and began to slowly rise, towering over the top of me. I trembled, as a fear I has never known came flooding over me and my whole body went into a shock until I jolted myself forward running for my life. After a while of running I slowed checking behind me to see that the rabbit was gone far into the distance, I was vowing never to even look at another rabbit again, just as a little black bunny hopped across my path, after all I am a curious little fox.