Summer Friendship with a Little Bunny

Once, during a warm summer near my home, I met a little bunny. He had soft brown fur, tiny ears, and big curious eyes. Every morning, I would see him hiding among the green grass and colorful flowers.

At first, he was afraid of me. I sat quietly under a tree and left small pieces of carrot nearby. Day by day, the little bunny became braver. Soon, he started coming closer whenever I visited.

We became friends during that beautiful summer.

I would spend hours sitting in the garden while the warm sunshine covered everything. The bunny would hop around me, chase butterflies, and gently touch my hand with his tiny nose. Whenever I felt lonely or sad, seeing him made me smile again.

One evening, as the sky turned orange and pink, I realized how special our friendship had become. The little bunny was not just an animal near my home anymore—he was my summer friend.

When summer slowly came to an end, I saw him less often. One day, he disappeared into the tall grass and nearby fields. I missed him very much, but I knew he belonged to nature.

Even now, every summer reminds me of that little bunny. Whenever I see flowers blooming and feel the warm sunshine, I remember my tiny friend and the happy days we spent together near my home.