In celebration of this holiday, I remembered a small story I wrote when I was seven. A small, simple story that was my first 'novel/book' ever completed. Even at that young age, that is still the only one that is finished. ;)
It is a sweet little story about the Easter Bunny and his son: Little Cottontail. Little Cottontail is a type of bunny that are sooo cute! Don't you just want to squeeze it death (not really I hope!)?
Well, let's get onto my little story of mine, and I hope you enjoy it! Please a little comment for my little self. I still get excited over this, and have a great Easter! Don't spend all day at the computer screen and remember that Easter isn't about the candy and the bunnies and the food but the resurrection of our Savior, Jesus Christ.
The Lost Easter
Once Upon A Time, The Easter Bunny was making Easter eggs for all the children. He put all the Easter eggs in a basket, then he took the basket in his paws, said goodbye to his wife and his son Little Cottontail, then he hopped away. While he was delivering Easter eggs he fell in to a TRAP! He yelled and yelled for help.
Back at the house Mrs. Bunny and Little Cottontail were in the garden picking carrots, radishes, cabbage and other good things to eat. Suddenly, Little Cottontail’s ear perked up from the cry. He dropped his basket and hopped away from the garden. Mrs. Bunny picked up Cottontail’s vegetables and brought them inside the house. She made a salad.
She thought that Little Cottontail was at his friend’s house. She got her cape and walked to Little Paw’s house. When she asked if Little Cottontail was there they said no, so she just walked home. She knew that he would be home in time for dinner. But when dinner came he was not there. So, she jumped up and hopped out the door.