Metal Bars: A Narrative Fiction

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I woke up to a sight of metal bars all around me. I looked around me to see shreds of paper under my feet and an empty bowl of food in the corner. The lights flickered on the big blue Ralph’s Pet Store sign illuminating the room. The store was separated based off of which animals stayed there. Near the back of the store was my corner, the bunny corner. We stayed in the back like spoiled milk, rotten and unwanted. After living there for almost a year and I wearily wondered if I would ever get out. No customers seemed to want a bunny like me, when they could get a puppy instead. Nearby my sister, Rachel, a grey bunny like me with small white specks across her back, drowsily woke up from her slumber. “Good morning. Why are you up so early, …show more content…
He seemed to waddle like a penguin as he slowly stumbled toward the door. I waited. Finally, when the old man had left, I took out my paper clip and picked the lock on our cage. Rachel stared at me with daggers in her eyes, but beyond that menacing stare there was a hint of despair. She really didn’t believe in me... I decided I would just have to prove her wrong.
After an hour of hopping, I finally reached the desert. It was late and it had an eerie look to it. Looking up to see an owl perched on a cactus, watching with his wise eyes, I looked west to see small beady eyes staring at me. A sudden fear overwhelmed me. I wanted to run. I wanted a refuge. I wanted out. I hopped back a few steps before stopping, ashamed. I couldn’t just leave. If I did, then Rachel would be right! I assessed the situation and I searched for my new home. After finally digging a roomy hole, I smiled to myself as I drifted off into a deep sleep.
I awoke the next morning to whispers. My vision cleared to see wild rabbits had circled me. One of them, a small dirt colored rabbit finally …show more content…
I took my chance to take in my surroundings. Now that it wasn’t dark, the desert had a involuntary beauty to it. The cactus were in bloom and bright red flowers perched at the tops of their heads like crowns. The creatures and bugs about were all working in a unified fashion, picking berries off of leaves for food and building their homes. Realizing how hungry I had become, I watched for a food source. I soon found a weird green bush and started munching on the leaves. As much as I hated to admit it, it was the worst food I had eaten, but it did the job just as well. After my breakfast, I explored the landscape around me and hopped and played with the creatures until I was too tired to do so any longer. I was living wildly, and without anyone’s
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