The Attic Rabbit

The Attic Rabbit - Chapter 8 - "Beep, Beep!"

Enjoying a Reeses cup really gets my brain going. :)

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       I was still speechless the day afterwards. Damian and I had so much fun that all I wanted to do was replay the moments in my head. It was 12 in the afternoon and my lazy butt was still in bed that Sunday. My stomache grumbled so loud that it sounded like a growling dog. I decided it was time to eat breakfast. I went downstairs and I was surprised that the dishes had not been left dirty in the sink. They were all neatly arranged on the side of the sink. My mom didn't normally wash the dishes so early in the morning. What was up with this woman? Midlife crisis? I shook it off and grabbed a bowl, cereal, and milk from the fridge. I enjoyed myself for about an hour with my cereal and a movie.

       I went upstairs to change to Damian said he would pick me up around 3. When I finished changing into my black jeans and my Sally hoodie, I went into the bathroom to do my hair. As I was about to iron my hair, I heard those notorious thumps on the ceiling again. I had to find out once a and for all what was making that sound. I dashed out of my room and into the hallway. I pulled the attic door open and climbed as quick as I could up the ladder. I turned on the emergency flashlight I snatched on my way to the attic. There it was... It was a white rabbit. It was so weird. It was as if it had hypnotized me with it's eyes. I slowly crept up to it. As I started reaching for it, the rabbit came closer to me and sniff my hand a little bit. Then, when I was reaching for it to pick it up, it launched at my hand and bit me. It's eyes seemed to give off a red glow as it tried to escape. Here and there, it jumped straight and in zigzag all over the attic. It jumped behind a box in the corner. I was sure it had trapped itself in the tiny space.

       I ran to the box and flashed my flashlight behind it. The rabbit had disappeared. I couldn't find a trace or anything. It was as if it had never existed. The only thing it left behind, was a bite mark on my right hand. 

       I went to my room and cleaned the bite. I was hurting and my hand was red and sore. I then remembered that I had that date, I mean study session with Damian for our project. I opened my droor and took out my foundation. I guess you could say that I am a master of disguise cause I cover up the bite and the red area around it. It looked as if nothing had happened. "Beep, Beep!"

       That was my cue! I grabbed my phone, mp3 player, and keys. I felt I was forgetting something. Sure enough I had left my bag with my notes in the living room. I went in, got my bag off the couch, and locked the door. I was still worried about the rabbit. I wondered, how has it been living in the attic this whole time? What if it starves? Well, for the time being, I would just enjoy my time with Damian. Nothing could ruin my mood.