April 2023 Edition

Rabbit 

By: Scarlett Agati

(Thanks to my ELA teacher Mrs. Spiegel!)

“Don’t go breaking my heart”, those were the last words they ever said to me. It was the year 1875 and I Willow Subeen Heart was having the worst year of my life. My 2 sisters  Anabelle and Mia had died from a terrible disease that killed half the population and my husband, (Richard) had also given his life away helping save our world of endless war. I now live with my mother and my daughter in a rowhouse in the United Kingdom. I'm journaling from my experiences in this notebook that I will pass down through my family for generations.

Year: 1874, the year I lost my sisters and husband. I was on the phone with my mother planning “their” funeral, that’s all we ever called them, I was starting to get over grieving because, it had been 10 months exactly since they departed from my life, I had cried and cried all throughout those ten months and I had now give my eyes and heart a break from all of that grieving, so I decided to go out and embrace the love we once shared. I found a homeless woman on the street and remembered the time life wasn’t so nice to me too, so I went over to the woman and gave her some of my bread I had bought at the market “thankyou” the woman gratefully answered, “can I do anything for you in return?” she replied. No, no, it’s fine, “nonsense! Here.” She held out her hands and cupped inside them was a fluffy black rabbit, “I think this one wants to be yours, the black rabbit made me see the other side of life, not the sunny side or the dark side, but the in between side full of hope and opportunities, what are you going to name it? 

1875 again: This bunny (Hope) changed my life and made me see the hope that in my life “the sun will come out tomorrow!”