Pity Bunny stayed frozen in the same spot, her tiny body pressed against the corner where Julie had just been. The moment Julie turned and walked away, something inside Bunny broke. Her eyes followed every step, growing wider with fear. When Julie disappeared from sight, Bunny let out a long, sad cry filled with panic and confusion.
She tried to move but didn’t know where to go. The place felt strange and trapping, like it was holding her still. Bunny cried louder, her small voice trembling as it echoed around her. She searched desperately, turning her head again and again, hoping Julie would suddenly come back. But only silence answered her cries.
Bunny sank down, curling her body tightly. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her cries became shaky and broken. Being left behind hurt more than hunger or tiredness. Julie was her safety, her comfort, her guide. Without her, the world felt too big and frightening. Bunny’s chest rose and fell fast as sadness overwhelmed her.
Time passed slowly. Bunny cried until her voice grew weak. She rested her head on the ground, still calling softly, just in case Julie could hear her. Her eyes stayed fixed on the path where Julie had gone, refusing to look away. Hope flickered with every small sound, every shadow that moved.
Finally, familiar footsteps returned. Bunny lifted her head instantly, heart racing. Julie appeared. Bunny screamed again, louder than before, crawling as fast as she could. Julie scooped her up without hesitation. Bunny clung tightly, crying hard against her chest, afraid to let go. The sadness melted into relief. Bunny was no longer stuck. She was safe again. That moment taught Bunny something she would never forget—being left feels unbearable, but being found brings comfort stronger than the fear. In Julie’s arms, Bunny calmed, knowing she was loved and would not be forgotten.
