HERMIONE!!! by Lily

I was so excited I had just got a new hamster. She is a little sweetie pie and I love her so much and am never going to lose her.

A Month Later

“HERMIONE!” I fell to the ground and started to cry my eyes out. My hamster just crawled up a tiny hole in my parents bathroom! I had her for like a week or something! I don't know I can’t think straight. My mom came sprinting upstairs.

“Annie is Lily ok! Lily are you ok!” she asked.

“No,” I cried. “My hamster is up a little hole in your bathroom counter, do you think I’m ok!” I was crying so hard now. “There’s no way to get her out! The area is closed off! She’s stuck! It’s all my fault! I lost my hamster!”

As you can see I do not do well with stress. I get all hyped up and can’t calm down. I tried breathing but couldn't calm down. I was panicking.

“ I wanted Annie to see how cool hamsters are so I let her walk around, which I now see was not the best idea.” All we could do then was wait.

We jerked around. I heard a noise. A scratching, scraping sound. I thought that she had returned to me. I turned to embrace her but instead saw an empty space. Annie walked over to the top drawer. She touched the oak wood and said, “The sound is coming from in here.” She opened the drawer slowly as not to scare Hermione, if she was in there. She wasn't. We supposed that she had gotten to the closed of space above the drawer.

While we were waiting I did not have the most cheer-up kind of people waiting with me.

“Do you think she will come out?” I asked my mom hopeful for a good answer.

“Well, It must be dark in there so she might have gone to sleep. Also we don’t know if she as in-wall-access, so she might have found her way into the tunnels of the walls. We don’t know.”

Then there was Annie who stared at me and said “Wow, you are really sad that Hermione went in the hole huh.” I mean come on. I was crying my eyes out! Of course I was upset! She didn’t have to point it out every fifteen minutes! Mom with her discouraging words, making me feel worse.

We had been waiting, watching the hole underneath. Listened to her scratch, scratch, scratching around. We were quiet as mice.

Earlier, mom tried to scare her out. She knocked on the cold, hard tile of the counter to make a loud noise. When that didn’t work she told me to go get her food so she could smell her way out. I poured it under the hole and we had waited.

“Lily,” Mom said, breaking the silence. “Go to your room and grab your book. Pull the bean bag chairs in for you and Annie.”

As I walked into my room I saw her empty cage. I wondered if I would ever hear her annoying blue wheel at night again. Tears came into my eyes again. Will I ever cuddle with her again? Take pictures of her in pop up books again?

I dashed to the bookshelf to grab the scarlet and yellow covered book. It was Gone With the Wind. I was about in the middle of the book. It was about a girl who was living during the Civil War. I dashed back into the bathroom. She wasn’t out yet. I pulled the bean bags to the center of the room. Ready to wait as long as it took.

After about ten minutes I heard a plop and the sound of food scattering. I looked up and saw the most adorable thing eating the food,

“Hermione!!!” I scooped her up and carried her to my bed. There I sat with her and cried. I gave her hugs and food. Water and brushed the dust bunnies off her.

“I missed you.” I said.