In the quiet morning of the forest, when the sun had only begun to touch the leaves with soft gold light, something terrible happened that shocked every animal nearby. Baby Candy, small and gentle, was playing close to her mother, learning how to climb low branches and explore the world with curious eyes. She trusted the forest, believing it was a safe place where family protected family.
But Bonita, the bad-tempered monkey known for her jealousy and anger, watched from a distance. Her heart was filled with rage for reasons no one fully understood. Some said she felt ignored, others believed she could not accept the attention given to the young ones. Whatever the reason, darkness had already grown inside her.
Without warning, Bonita rushed forward. Her movements were fast and aggressive, and before anyone could react, she attacked baby Candy seriously. Candy cried out in fear, her tiny body trembling as she tried to escape. The sound of her cries echoed through the trees, breaking the peaceful morning and alerting the entire troop.
Candy’s mother screamed and ran toward her baby, while other monkeys shouted and surrounded Bonita. The forest was filled with chaos, fear, and anger. Bonita continued her attack for a moment longer, her actions cruel and heartless, until the group finally forced her away.
Baby Candy lay still for a short moment, weak and frightened. Her mother held her tightly, shaking with worry, checking every breath and every small movement. Slowly, Candy began to move again, clinging to her mother’s fur as if afraid to let go.
The forest fell silent after the storm of violence. Bonita disappeared into the trees, leaving behind pain and fear. That day, the troop learned a painful lesson: when anger controls the heart, even the innocent can suffer. Baby Candy survived, but the memory of Bonita’s attack remained as a warning written deep in the forest’s soul.
