easter bunny
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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.
i used to beleive that the plastic mesh-type stuff that is sometimes placed under people's lawns were nets used to catch the easter bunny. i don't know why i thought this as i thought it up in the middle of the summer.
I believed that the Easter Bunny was just a regular sized rabbit, and he got into our house the same way Santa Claus did, by going down the chimney. I mean, how else would he get in? My family always locked all our doors at night.
I've known Father Christmas wasn't real nearly all my life, but I used to think that the easter bunny was real. I also used to think he was green and very fast.
The house we lived in when I was young didn't have a fireplace, thus, no chimeny for Santa Clause to come down. My parents thinking they were being reassuring told me they left the door open for him. This scared me a little. What really creeped me out though was the thought of some huge rabbit having acess to our house at Easter. I pictured the Easter Bunny as some deranged animal with huge buck teeth and was afraid each Easter-Eve to be alone in my bedroom. I was VERY relieved when my older sisters told me there was no such thing as Santa or the Easter Bunny.
for easter my father would mow the lawn and gather the grass so we could make these giant easter nests on the front lawn. he told us unless we did this, the easter bunny wouldn't bring our easter baskets. easter morning, we would go out to the front lawn and our baskets would be in our nests, just as he said.
The very first easter egg hunt that I ever went to was with my little friend in his back yard. My parents had given me a basket and told me to "go find the eggs for the easter bunny". So, I went and found all the eggs that I could.
My parents were talking after all the eggs were found, they heard something (apparently) and went to check it out.
They discovered me, yelling "Here Easter Bunny!" And throwing the eggs into the garden. Apparently I had believed that the eggs were FOR the easter bunny to eat, and he couldn't find them by himself.
(my parents recently related this story to me, I thought it was quite funny)
To make my little brother and I clean our rooms for Easter (when my grandparents came to visit) my mom told us that if our rooms wern't clean the easter bunny whould poop on our floors. You better believe that my room was clean!
I used to believe that all the Easter Bunny could grant me magical powers. I figured, if the Easter Bunny has magical powers, and he gives things to people, then maybe he could grant me magical powers, too. Many Easters did I attempt to catch him. One year I even wrote him a letter!
Thanks to the easter bunny and the fact that it's always carrying around easter eggs, up until I was, (I'm very ashamed to admit this), 13 I believed rabbits laid eggs. Also I knew platypuses were the only mammal that laid eggs and that rabbits were infact mammals so I have know idea why I hadn't twigged. It took my dad crying with laughter telling that rabbits didn't lay eggs for me to realise.
One Easter as a child my sisters and I each got one of those big chocolate bunnies. My mom told us that if we eat too much chocolate we would turn into bunnies. I excitedly started eating faster as I thought how fun it would be to actually turn into a bunny. By the end of the day I was sadly still myself.
when i was reallly little and i went to go get my picture taken with the easter bunny..my mom told me.."its ok maddy he is just going to come into our house tonight....etc...." but i thought she ment like sneek in and do something horrible....not leave me presents...so i started crying and didnt wanna go near him....it was really hard to go to sleep that night......
When i was little my mom told me that the easter bunny lived on the moon and he ate all the cheese. i swear i could see him sometimes
Since Santa Claus had his sleigh to go from house to house, what did the Easter Bunny use to get around? Well, for some reason, I used to believe he drove around in a black Mercedes Benz.
When I was little, I had a very strong belief in the Easter Bunny. One year, my father took my baby sister's pink bunny outfit and hung it on the clothes line then proceeded to tell me that he killed the Easter Bunny. We were going to have rabbit stew for dinner and use the pelt for coats. I cried for hours.
I used to think the easer bunny was a blue and white cloud guy that hid eggs.
I once saw the Easter Bunny. I remember it clearly even though I think it couldn't have actually happened. Every year when I was a child, we celebrated Easter by going to my grandmother's house the night before. My cousins and would sleep in the living room on the couch bed. Facing us were huge bay windows out of which we could see the darkness cloaking the walk up to the porch. Once, I awoke in the middle of the night. I saw one rabbit ear poke above the lower frame of the window. Then I saw another. Then his face. He was the size of a large person. I was frightened, perhaps because of the darkness, perhaps because I was the only one awake. I held very still, not wanting to show that I was awake, but unable to close my eyes until I saw him walk away from the window on two legs. I suppose he left to go hide his eggs. Later on, after being told that the Easter bunny didn't exist, my childhood reasoning led me to believe that a relative of mine had been in a costume hiding the eggs, dressed up the way people don Santa costumes at the mall for Christmas. Wanting to know who the person behind the costume was, I recently brought it up at a family gathering. When I mentioned my memory, no one said anything at first. Then someone spoke up, saying that there was never a year when the eggs were hidden at night. The eggs were always hidden in the morning while the littlest kids were sleeping and while the kids a little older were at morning mass. I don't know what I saw that night. Or if I saw anything. Perhaps my imagination was on overdrive due to my excitement for the next day.
When I was younger, my parents had me believing in the Easter Bunny. Every Easter my parents would go around the house with flip-flops and flour and leave "bunny footprints" everywhere, including the walls. I really loved believing in the magic!
When I was five, I thought I saw the easter bunny's hand reaching into my bedroom doorway. He had a skeleton hand.
I used to believe the Easter bunny delivered the baskets by driving around in a little egg-shaped car, similar to the way Santa uses a sleigh.
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