I lost one of my baby bunnies, Snowball. She died choking on plastic bits from the basket that Vichu (on my bunnies) bit. She was hungry and adventurous. Very adventurous. She would always run and be active. In fact, she was first one to start running. She was sensitive, the smallest shorty, adventurous and, of course, very cuddly. She'd always cuddle with one of siblings (mostly Caramel) and her parents (especially her dad, Vichu).

Today, I came home from school to eat dinner and noticed my brother. He had red eyes and his shirt was wet. I asked what the hell was going on and he told me to follow him. My middle sister opens the door slightly. I peek and see my sister crying. I asked again and he told me to go see for myself. I see the bunnies in the basket, eating and playing around and I noticed that one was missing. I came close to my sister who had burning red eyes and see Snowball laying on her hand.

I thought it was some sick prank but she really seemed... Unwell. My little brother sits on the bed and told me the big news. Snowball died choking on plastic bits from the basket. They found her today morning, lying next to the door that leads to the outside of my sister's room. I would never forget the moment I touched Snowball. She was stiff and wasn't moving at all. That's when I was sure she was dead.

I let myself in tears and my sister let me hold her one last time. When I held her, her head was hanging and I quickly gave her to my sister. I couldn't hold her. I didn't want to believe any of the bullshit that was happening. I cried with my siblings crying along with me. Yesterday night was the last time I saw her alive. Me and my oldest sister were watching a thriller movie and I decided to put all the babies on my sister's chest since there was one, Turbo, who was sleeping on her.

Snowball was the one who was trying to get out. She tried flipping my sister's phone by scratching it and pushing it with her paws. Snowball is really an Angel. She is the most innocent bunny I've met and she was always the one who was calm and was always waiting to drink the mother's milk. Honestly, I wish I had gone to check up on the babies the morning, before I went to school.

Apparently, my sister was kissing all of the babies this morning and she didn't see Snowball who was usually awake with her other siblings. She didn't mind, thinking she was resting. My broter had came in the room and wanted to pick up Snowball. That's when they noticed Snowball lying on the ground. They thought she was sleeping because it was an odd position. My sister told my little brother to pick her up carefully and that's when he noticed that he was holding her corpse.

My sister cried for help to my father and they tried knowing what the hell happened. In the spot she was found, there plastic pieces on the ground, scattered around where she was found.

She's in a better place now. She's now in Heaven, probably eating loads of carrots and hay with her dead cousin, watching over us and her family. Rest In Peace, my baby. Rest In Peace.

I wonder... What would've happened if I went in the room that morning...