Well, I launched my new career as a rabbit journalist. I didn't realize it would be so tough out there. There are so many good writers! It's been a few weeks now. I hope some one will notice me soon. I found myself brooding around the house, with nothing much to do.
I started to feel self-doubt and worry. What if I wasn't cut out to be a writer? What would my friends say, especially after I told everyone about my new career? I didn't know what to do, so I decided to run away from home. I thought about it a lot. If I were to leave, I would definitely miss my friends. I would miss my fridge. Oh, and my servants are very nice to me. But, but...I felt like I had to leave. I packed up some hay, pellets and a few other things into my knapsack and headed out the door.
Without any place in mind, I hopped in the car and started to think about where I wanted to go. I couldn't think of anything.
I tried to pull out onto the main road, but all of a sudden, a bunch of cars blocked my way. Argh, the traffic! While I was sitting and waiting for an opportunity to take off, I thought about my friends's jokes from last week and my pet horse and how much I would miss them. Maybe I just needed to keep at this writing business--not everyone can be an overnight success. I pulled the key out of the ignition and went back into my house, with a hop in my step. This rabbit is no quitter!