On Friday afternoon, Bailey Moran came home from her school looking unusually sad. Earlier that day, she was embarrassed in front of the whole class, when her teacher found out that the story she read out was not entirely original. Though she knew her English teacher was very strict, she had taken the liberty of borrowing a few ideas from the Internet. She silently cursed herself for being imbecile. When her teacher warned her of the severe consequences, she had begged her for another chance. She had a weekend ahead to come up with a compelling story.
The Morans were going to Dallas that evening to visit their friends. Bailey needed to write a story, so she canceled her plans of accompanying her parents and instead …show more content…
She hastened back to the window and looked for her rabbit with the binoculars. She did not see him anywhere. Her eyes were keenly scanning the whole place. Her heartbeat was racing. Her hands were quivering. Then she saw him strolling in the garden. She felt happy. She turned her binocular toward the patio. Surprisingly two frogs came leaping. The one behind was limping and blood was oozing out of its hind legs, leaving marks all over the patio. Behind them, she saw a big snake that was about four feet long, moving slowly beside the wall, half a frog body was inside and the other half was outside in his mouth. She could not believe it. She thought it might be a rattlesnake. She felt awful for letting her rabbit out. She prayed God to keep him safe in the garden, not to let him go anywhere near the …show more content…
The snake saw the rabbit coming as well and stopped moving. The snake seemed unsatisfied with its last prey. Now they both stood there facing each other. For the first time Bailey saw uncertainty on Shasha’s face about his own agility. He stopped moving and stood staring at the slender body of that fearsome snake. It was brown in color with white stripes on it. She thought she had to disturb the snake otherwise it would swallow Shasha. This time she did not want to lose the sight of the snake. She did not know what to do either. She watched the snake coiling his whole body tight around her tiny poor fellow. She could not let the snake squeeze Shasha to death. So she took a rod, lifted the window up and threw it toward the snake with all her strength. Then the snake quickly uncoiled its body. By then, her grandparents came rushing, hearing the sound and were terrified to see the handicapped and intimidated snake crawling in haste and looking for a place to hide. Its beastly act terrorized the poor rabbit. He was lying there trembling with his drooped face. Bailey took him in her hands, ran her fingers all over his strained body to make him feel safe. After seeing her face, he seemed a bit happy. Her grandfather brought his gun and shot the snake twice in its head and said, “Don’t mess with my babies.” The fact that the helpless bunny was saved from the snake was exhilarating for