Remington’s Rabbit
Remington’s rabbit ran up the stairs. Bounce! Hop! Skip! Zoom! He disappeared, ran away, and hid in the other room. Remington counted down from three, went up the stairs, vroom! “Here I come!” he yelled aloud, “Time to meet your doom.” Remington’s rabbit hid in the closet, buried behind a broom. He said, “I hope Remington doesn’t find me yet, it’s not my time for gloom.” Remington looked under the bed and shoved a box, shoom! He said, “I am…