"Hamster"

Pets

My oldest brother had a hamster when he turned fifteen. I just turned five, my sister thirteen, and my eldest sister was about to turn ten. My brother's Hamster looked a light brown, barely a few weeks old and kept on a medium sized, metal cage with a water tube to the side. 

The hamster spent most of its time asleep or simply eating the food my brother gave it during the day. One afternoon, my brother went to visit his school friend, a few blocks away. He left his hamster in his cage, freshly fed as it fell asleep. 

My two oldest sisters didn't have anything to do and decided that playing with our brother's hamster would be the best way to spend the day. They opened the cage, taking out the sleeping hamster and placed it on one of our large, white pillows, poking at it to wake it up. 

When the hamster hadn't woken up, they frowned as they looked at each other. I stood to the side as they grabbed the edges of the pillow, moving to stand in the center of our small room. 

"Let's see if it wakes up?" my big sister asked us with a grin. 

I watched silently as they slowly thrust the pillow up, the hamster going up before bouncing back down on the fluffy pillow. They stood in silence for any reaction from the hamster and when they received none, we giggled, the action leading towards another thrust of the pillow up. 

"Is it still sleeping?" my second oldest sister asked as she looked at the hamster. 

My sisters grabbed the edges of the pillow harder and gave it another thrust up, the hamster flying up before bouncing once again. They kept yanking the pillow harder, not once stopping to see if it had woken. The higher the hamster flew up, the more we giggled and wanted to see the hamster go back up. 

A few minutes later, we heard a rather loud thud that made us go silent. The hamster had bounced so high from the pillow that it hit the ceiling, falling limply back on the pillow. 

"You hit it on the wall!" I yelled at them, watching with wide eyes at the limo hamster. 

After that, the hamster never woke up and we panicked because our brother would be home soon. We hid the hamster beneath a folded cloth and slipped to the backyard where we dug a hole to hide it. When my brother came back from his friend's house, he never knew where his hamster disappeared. Because of that, we never touched any other pet that our brother would get.