This is a Story About a Bunny Named Carl

Carl the Bunny

Carl was a bunny who had lots of friends. One day Carl was hopping alongside Peter Cotton-tail, the Easter bunny. Then, out of nowhere a golf club came down and swatted Peter away, Carl hopped towards the direction Peter flew and found his limp body by a stream, the stream was being stained with his blood. Carl shrugged and hopped on, leaving Peter’s body for the bears and what not.

Carl now met with his friend Snow White. She was a bunny that was allergic to pollen so she was always sneezing, and during a sneezing fit a baseball bat was swung and it flung her across the forest. Carl shrugged, guessing she was dead in a puddle of her own blood and hopped on. Then Carl came across Rabi, his other friend. Rabi had an eye-patch over his right eye and was kind of a rusty red rabbit that always had a hammer with him. Rabi was trying to tell Carl something important and urgent when a golf club whacked Rabi away. Rabi hit a tree and slid down it, leaving a splatter of blood on the tree. Carl shrugged and hopped on. 

Now three friends were dead, bodies soaking in blood, what was happening? Sadly, Carl didn’t care, for bunnies lived and died, so why should Carl care? Carl stopped by some wild onions and ate them, and joining him was his friend Thumper. Thumper was a good friend who loved to hit the ground with his hind leg. He started to thump the ground to get Carl’s attention to tell him something important, but Carl ignored it and continued to eat his onion. Then, Thumper was hit with a baseball bat and flew into the pond behind Carl. Carl looked behind him and shrugged, thinking either Thumper died because of being smacked by a wooden baseball bat or he drowned. Carl hopped on.

Carl now was oblivious to the human that lurked behind him, for he had better things to do, like, bothering the old turtle who lived in the tree, or the old owl who lived under a bush, is that mixed up? Anyway. on Carls way to the old turtle’s home he realized that the other two friend’s, Calico and Ally, that had joined him a minute ago had disappeared. He shrugged and hopped on.

Then, to Carls surprise, a man in a blue and white striped night gown and matching hat marched forward in bunny slippers toward Carl, holding a shotgun, for it was loaded and ready to shoot. Carl shrugged and hopped under a bush where a scared old owl hid. The owl tried to sacrifice Carl to the strange man in the night gown but ended up tripping out of the bush and being shot to death. Carl shrugged and hopped on sneakily, for the strange man did not see Carl’s gettaway, and Carl left the old owl for the bears and what not. Carl slipped through some thorn bushes and into a field where deer were being shot down mercilessly. Carl shrugged and hopped on, for he’d not been seen by any shooter. 

Carl reached the end of the field where the strange man in pajamas spotted Carl and shot him down. Now Carl’s soul was flying upwards to heaven. Carl reached a golden gate where a man in a security outfit stood reading an Angels Gone Wild magazine. The guard saw Carl and hid the magazine behind his back.“Welcome to heaven!” the guard said loudly but in a bored tone, “you may enter if you answer one question,” Carl nodded, ready to get it over with, “a train leaves Chicago at 200 miles an hour, another train leaves Mississippi at 250 miles an hour, when and where will these two trains meet?” the guard asked with an evil grin on his face. Carl was confused, for he did not know the answer. The clouds beneath Carl’s feet opened up and he plummeted towards Earth where another hole opened up in the ground and he plummeted to the core of Earth where a person with horns, a barbed tail, and a red trident waited with a boiling pot, for Carl screamed in terror, knowing this is his eternal punishment for being such a stupid jerk.

The End!

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Ha, ha! If it's not good cut me some slack! I wrote it when I was nine. One of my favorites though.

Momento Amor

~Hiroko Hana