My mom had this beautiful rabbit coat; it was so elegant I loved it so much. I begged her, please I want a rabbit coat just like yours. After a long wait it was time to open presents, I was so excited. I opened the wrapping and I just knew it was a rabbit coat. I tore open the box. Can it be? I looked inside and saw a brand new rabbit coat staring me in the face. I was over whelmed with joy. I couldn't believe I actually had one of my very own. I said, "I will never take it off." I wore it everywhere, in the house, outside; it didn't matter as long as I had it on. I thought, wow I'm famous; I'm the only one in the whole school that has a rabbit coat.
In the morning while walking into my 4th grade classroom I was so happy with the biggest smile on my face. Nothing could bring me down, or so I thought. Then it was time for recess outside. Some of the kids were jealous of my rabbit coat. They were teasing me, and then some boys started grabbing onto my coat. It was getting torn; they were pulling out the rabbit hair. Then some other kids started putting berries on it. I couldn't believe what was happening; I was so upset my rabbit coat was getting ruined. The kids are being so horrible to me, why would they do this to me?
I was crushed. We came in from recess and I laid my head down on the desk. The rest of the day I cried. I couldn't stop, my heart was broken. I couldn’t even look at my coat I was so upset. The teacher asked me to raise my head but I wouldn't. I didn't even get up to get on the bus at the end of the day. They had to call my mom to come get me from school.
While I was waiting for my mom to come, only one girl in the whole class was nice to me, she gave me tissues under my arm. The nicest girl in the class, who had greeted me on the first day of school and said, "we have the same name, Kim." She was there for me when I was upset. She was very sweet. I knew I would remember this day for the rest of my life but I would also remember that someone was kind to me that day.
After I got home I looked at my coat and it wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be. Damaged, not brand new, and I still loved it. I wore that coat to school the very next day, and the day after that, and the day after that.
Dedicated to Kim Heflin