The Rabbit and the Monkey

It has been months since the rabbit last saw her friends. She was having an emotional break-down.
Many things had happened that the rabbit had wished she could disappear from the world.
There were times when everyone was asleep, the rabbit would think of all the methods to end her sufferings.
Which would be the quickest and least painful way to die?, thought the rabbit.
No, she would need to experience the physical pain in order to treat her emotional agony inside her.
Then, should she cut her wrist and let the scarlet stream of blood flowing out?
Perhaps...or or maybe she should jump from somewhere, somewhere high! At the same time she would taste the wind, she would see the ground and how beautiful everything was before she hit the ground...
The rabbit loved the wind!
She once thought the wind was a union of the souls of those who once lived on the earth.
She would love to be the wind--roaming freely from place to place without worries without pain.

But then, she still loved this life, if she were to go, what would happen to her mother and sister, and relatives who had so many hopes in her.

She failed them.
Perhaps it would be better if she wasn't there.

Yet day by day, the rabbit couldn't bring herself to do the deed. Maybe she didn't have the courage to do so--or maybe she still wanted to linger on this life.

But things were changing at the start of the spring, the rabbit met her old friend, the monkey.
This monkey had liked her some years ago, but now the monkey had found a lovely meerkat as his love.
The rabbit was still alone.
Maybe just a little, the rabbit felt jealousy...but then again, the rabbit was the type that tended to keep everything inside, so she suppressed this ugly feeling deep down.

Maybe the monkey had sensed something was wrong with the rabbit.
Yes, only the monkey could notice these things that no one knew, for the monkey and rabbit had so many things in common.
The monkey wanted to ask the rabbit, but she refused to answer...
The monkey sent a song to the rabbit, telling her to smile and smile and to feel happy.

Yes, this is thing that only the monkey would think of to cheer the rabbit.

That day it was raining and a little bit chilly, but the rabbit felt warm inside.
The rabbit knew that it would be wrong to feel love as the monkey already had someone.
Yet the rabbit was still happy.
Yes, this feeling the rabbit would keep inside like she always had.
This feeling was special.
This feeling only the rabbit knew.
No one else, not even the monkey...

for if the monkey ever came after the rabbit again, the rabbit would run away...like she always had...

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To my friend, thank you ;)