Lolie and Friends   

                                                           

There once was a bunny named Lolie. Lolie had fur the color of snow and eyes the color of the bluest of skies. With short ears that stuck straight up he was a very beautiful bunny. Other bunnies didn’t like him and refused to even talk to him. If they had talked to Lolie they would know that he was a very nice bunny. He only had one friend a brown rabbit with droopy ears named Sunday.

Sunday didn’t have a home and she lived alone in the woods anywhere she could find a place to sleep. Lolie and Sunday would spend their days together hopping in the clover and chasing butterflies. Sometimes the other bunnies would hop by. They would laugh at Sunday and call her names. Lolie always stuck up for her. The other bunnies would laugh at Lolie and try to pick a fight with him. Sunday and Lolie never fought they would just hop off somewhere else and play in another field.

One day while Lolie and Sunday were hopping through the clover fields they heard somebody crying. They hopped over to the sound and saw it was a pure white baby horse with a bump on his head. They asked the pony why he was crying and he told them that everyone made fun of him because of the bump on his head. Lolie and Sunday felt sorry for the little pony and asked if he wanted to play with them. He introduced himself as Mika and went off to play with them.

Soon all 3 were the best of friends. As time went by Lolie and Sunday got bigger and Mika was so big they all rode on his back All the other bunnies and horses would laugh as they walked by. They didn’t care because they were happy being friends. At night they would all go to their houses and dream of playing the next day with their friends.

One day when Lolie and Sunday went to get Mika they couldn’t find him. They looked everywhere. They looked in the forest, the meadow, and even the hills. He was no where to be found. They went on playing hoping he would show up soon and want to play. At the end of the day they hopped home sadly. They were worried about their friend.

The next day they went to look for him again. They hopped on until they heard crying in a cave. They hopped in and there was Mika. They were so happy to see him they ran over. They asked him what was wrong and he showed them that he had a huge horn in the middle of his head. Lolie asked what is was for and Mika made flowers appear all through the cave. Lolie and Sunday were so amazed by the flowers they couldn’t see what was wrong with making flowers. Mika told them how the other horses had chased him away and he was hiding in the cave from them.

They told Mika how they didn’t care what the other horses thought and that they would be friends with him anyway. He decided to come out of the cave. When he did there were the horses and the bunnies staring at him. Mika got frightened but Lolie and Sunday stood their ground. The other bunnies and horses wanted to be friends with them. They were a little worried about why they wanted to be friends but decided they would be nice.

After awhile Mika was friends with everyone and Lolie and Sunday were being pushed away. Sadly Lolie and Sunday decided they would leave since Mika was happy without them around. They hopped away and never looked back. After a while Mika got tired of all the attention and he wanted to just hang out with Lolie and Sunday again. When he went to play with them they were gone. He asked everyone where they were but no one knew or cared. Mika realized that everyone was just his friend because of his horn. He remembered his real friends Lolie and Sunday who were there for him when he needed them. He left the meadow to go and find them. After days of traveling he found them huddled in a cave. He joined them and lay down.

When they woke up they saw Mika and were so happy to have their friend back. They went out that day and played in the field until they were about to drop. That night they talked about what they used to do when they were younger and laughed all night long. Mika promised to never leave them again and to this day the 3 of them can still be seen playing among the clover.
By Amber Shoemaker