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i used to believe that the easter bunny was evil in every way and that he had fangs and would come and kill you if you were awake on the evening of holy saturday... and i thought the only way you could kill him was by chopping off his foot. then a new one would be born, BUT if you carried the foot around with you then no easter bunny could ever kill you again... hence the "lucky rabbits foot"... i was a stupid kid who put things together in the weirdest ways...
my little brother thought that he came from the drain and that the easter bunny made him leave, so he came to live with our family.
I'm Maltese and on special occations, eg christmas, easter, birthdays etc we would go to my nan's house for lunch which was usually rabbit for the main meal. Because we were little, the grown up's used to tell us it was chicken not too scare us. One easter a relative had passed away so out of respect we were'nt aloud any easter eggs or chocolates. Becuase we were children, myself and my cousines couldn't really understand why we didn't get any chocolates that year. That was untill we were informed by one of our elder couines that the easter bunny didn't come that year because we were all going to eat him and his "helpers" for lunch and that they were defrosting in the kitchen sink. Sure enough their was the easter bunny and his "helpers" defrosting in the sink. I wouldn't believe my mum for about 4 years afterwards that my cousine was only teasing us and that the easter bunny wasn't really defrosting in the sink.
My Dad when he was a child was convinced that the easter bunny lived in a tree outside his house, because the tree looked like it had a door on it. I guess he must have been mighty hungry for chocolate because he chopped away at the tree!
When I was young, my brother and I woke up easter morning and when we walked outside to go to church, we encountered a big peice of poop in the driveway. My dad told us the easter bunny 'took a dump.' Being young and impressionable, we believed it.
My mom told me when i was little, that the Easter bunny and Superman lived togethor in Detroit at the park.
When I was around 8 I still belived in the Easter Bunny and that sort of thing. So when my rabbit died and my mom had removed him from his cage I asked where he went. She told me that the Easter Bunny took him to work in the easter egg factory. I believed this for awhile even fancying that he would become the easter bunny one day. I didn't realize it was a lie until I learned the easter bunny wasn't real but death was.
if I painted an egg on Easter Sunday, it would turn into chocolate during the night
I used to believe that the Easter bunny delivered the newspaper.
I used to believe that if you saw the Easter Bunny, you would turn into a rabbit!
When I was little I never got traditional Easter baskets from my parents. I told my friend that there was no such thing as the Easter Bunny because of this -- and she told me that I was wrong, and that he'd probably just hidden my Easter basket. I checked in my closet and under my bed and never found an Easter basket... but for some reason I still believed her, and always imagined these elusive piles of Easter baskets hidden somewhere in my house.
There was a vent on the roof of our house that was kind of shaped like a house. This is where the Easter Bunny lived, AT MY HOUSE!!! I would look up at this little house and talk with the easter bunny.
when i was little, i was beyond the fact that the easter bunny was just a guy in a suit. but i thought the easter bunny was the guy in the costume. i wondered why everyone called him the easter *bunny* and why he wore that stupid costume
The Easter Bunny laid eggs
I used to believe that the Easter bunnies lived in the bush behind my house. My sister said if I ever forgot to feed them they would die and easter would never come.
My dad used to nibble the carrots that I left out for the Easter Bunny. It always thrilled me to imagine this huge white bunny hunched over the kitchen table, eating my carrots (I even started peeling them for him)
Out of all the make-believe characters from childhood, the Easter Bunny was the one I maintained belief in longest. For some reason, a fat man with presents or a fairy that took my teeth seems silly, but an anthropomorphic rabbit that brought colored eggs and chocolate made total sense to me.
When I was about 5 my dad said he was going to shoot the easter bunny when he came around and at the middle of the night I heard a gun shoot and atually thought he killed the easter bunny
When I was 6 or 7 I was seriously terrified of the easter bunny. So it was Saturday night and i was just dying! I kept crying and crying I was soo scared. My mom told me to go to bed and I obeyed. Soon after that i went downstairs and no one was down there. I was so scared. In my head i was thinking, "I'm gonna stop that bunny from getting anywhere near here." I kept walking around the house and looking out for, "Him". I heard a noise coming from upstairs. So I hid behind the hallway entrance. I saw a figure coming down stairs and once it passed me I leaped at it and attacked it. Figures, it was my dad.
For easter my grandmother came over, and my brother and I had to share a room. We were very young, and my brother sat up from the floor and looked up at me.
He hatched an idea that we would take pictures of the easter bunny.
My parents caught us scheming and made my brother sleep with them so we wouldn't try anything.