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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.
Everyone knows you're supposed to leave milk and cookies out for Santa. My parents convinced me that I should leave hard-boiled eggs out for the Easter Bunny too, or I wouldn't get any candy. One Easter morning, I was surprised to find the egg shell left where the egg had been, along with a thoughtful thank-you note from the Easter Bunny! However, I quickly recognized the Easter Bunny's handwriting as my mom's, and my illusions were shattered right then and there.
About the time me and my 2 sisters quit believing in Santa and Easter Bunny I had a dream that this pink Easter Bunny came in the back door of our trailer and I saw him put out the baskets. I really believed I saw him. I convinced my sisters I saw him. And later in my teen years, when I knew better, I still kinda believed that I had seen the Easter Bunny! :)
When I was about 8, when I woke up on Easter morning i ran to the living room and looked out the window, my sister was out there with a bag full of eggs @_@
I screamed at her, shouting that she couldn't take any eggs until we both started the hunt, and my sister then came in the house and said that the easter bunny wasn't real. I burst into tears and shouted that the bunny was real, then my mum took me into my dads room and he told me the truth about santa, easter bunny, tooth fairy, etc.
That ruined my day.
I always thought that the easter bunny would come to my house and bring me eggs and leave them under my pillow. Seems like i got it mixed up with Santa Claus and the Tooth fairy! i noticed it after two years with no eggs under the pillow.
when i was little my grandad took me to the park near his house and showed me a rabbit warren. he told me the easter bunny lived there!i believed him for years! everytime i went to see him i asked him to take me to see the hole! Now he teases me all the time and asked if i want to go and see the easter bunny! i'm way to gullable
When I was younger, I believed in the Easter Bunny.
I never used to get presents for Easter, then I was talking to my cousin one day and she told me she got presents from the Easter Bunny and I wondered why the Easter Bunny never gave me any presents. Later I told my parents about this and they suggested that I write a letter to the Easter Bunny and leave it somewhere for him to find, so I did that. Next Easter, I got presents.
When I was little my teacher told the class Santa was not real. I remember how crushed I was that day. Little did I know, 4 months later my entire world would come crashing down, when they told me the Easter bunny wasn't real either.
One easter holiday my family was staying in a caravan park. My sister claimed she had seen the easter bunny outside, very early in the morning. She swore it was true - there were the eggs to prove it!
When I was little, I used to believe in the Easter bunny. I'm now 12 and I'm far from believing in him anymore. There were actually a few different times when I was younger that I almost stopped believing. Then there were a few times I was given clues as to if he was real or just myth.
For one time, when it was Easter morning, I was about 6 years old. I had always anticipated getting up early in the morning looking for the Easter basket that the "Easter bunny" had hidden the night before, so I got up at 6:00 and began the search. Searching for what seemed to me to be endless minutes, I finally found the Easter basket that I had anticipated so much, hung on a fan in the dining room. At six years old, it just doesn't really occur to you that often that if you want to look for your Easter basket, you have to look "up" sometimes. Then after stuffing myself with candy and Marshmallow Peeps, I went over to the small plate on the coffee table, carrots and lettuce stacked high on the dish. I thought to myself. "Why in the world didn't he eat the food I put out for him?
There's another clue there.
Another time I was going outside to look for my basket at the age of 7. Little did I know that there, on the ground out in front of me, was the most important clue of my inquiry as to whether the bunny was real or not. Fluffy, white cotton balls scattered around. "Is he shedding this time of the year?"
Yet another time, at the age of 10, the belief in the Easter bunny had met its end and started to fade away, to be long remembered in my mind. I stopped believing that year because I had not gotten all I wanted in my basket. But still, to this day, I enjoy painting Easter eggs with bright colors, and hosting Easter egg hunts for the younger kids, and let's just say that I made an agreement with my mom that the "Easter bunny" will still continue to visit our house and bring back the memories with those endless searches for the baskets, the long nights sleeping on Easter Eve, and the joy of discovering your Easter basket on early Easter morn.
When i was little i used to be scared of the easter bunny because i thought it was a man dressed in a rabbit suite broke into my home and left me gifts.... On easter i used to stay awake all night cus i was scared lol
when I was little my brother told me there was a hole in the sky that the Easter Bunny used climb through with a rope, when he was telling me this I saw a hole in the clouds AND ACTUALLY BELIEVED IT !!!!!!!!
i used to believe the easter bunny was my bunny that a fairy turned real.
I used to believe that bunny rabbits hatched from eggs, since the Easter Bunny gave you eggs.
When i was young my friend told me she saw a truck thats had easter eggs painted on it. She saw a huge pink bunny hop out, go in her house and then put some chocolate eggs in a basket. Then he hopped in his truck and drove away. We both used to belive after that o well we were young and childish.
We would have an easter egg hunt then when all the eggs were found we would go inside and devour our finds. Not me how can these adults know where the easter bunny would put all his eggs, I would continue looking for weeks.
I believed in the Easter bunny long after I learned that Santa and the tooth fairy were a lie. It was because one night before easter I saw a human-sized bunny outside my window with a basket full of candy. I now know that it must have been a dream, but it seemed real at the time. My mom even tried to tell me it wasn't real, but I thought she was tricking me.
haha alright i have three...
-i used to think that the easter bunny lived a house down from us just because it was white, cause easter bunnies are white.. so you know. so when easter came around id always be like yeaaaaaah! the easter bunny is gonna be coming to our house FIRST! woo! and i was always like yeah im gonna get my chocolate and candies before anyone elseeee! i believed this for sooo long! but yeah i dont know why i thought this, i kinda think my mom said something about it.. oh well.. but still to this day whenever i look at the house im always like oh wow, what was i thinking.. but seriously i see someone come out of that house like twice a year.. so i dunno whats going on over there!
-one time i was in my sisters room, i was like 5-ish and i dont remember what i was doing... but i was seatching through my sisters stuff and she used to have posters of bands all over her wall.. and when i was in there it seemed like the people in the posters were looking at me.. and if i moved, their eyes would follow me.. and i was like oh noo! theyre gonna tell my sister that im here! and i got so scared and ran out like there was no tomorrow.. and i remember walking by her room later and sort of looking in and shuttering cause i was scared of the poster people.
-okay so you know how theres that type of bird called a blue jay? and you know how there was a blue jays baseball team? i used to think those were somehow related and whenever i saw a blue jay id be like "hey, mom! its one of those baseball birds!" and yeah i always thought the birds would play baseball.. wow i got so mixed up. hahah.
After my mom told me the truth about Santa Claus, I was very upset. But being somewhat clever, I quickly asked my mom, "So, does that mean the Easter Bunny's fake, too?"