Post by TBP on Feb 16, 2010 20:58:12 GMT -5
I love bunnies. I have a bunny plushie. He is called Alastair. I carry him around with me all the time. He makes me feel safe. He is purple with a white belly and he has long ears. He is slightly bigger than my hand. I love to hug him and cuddle him when the skies are grey and rainy. He's always with me when I get hurt, when I scrape my knee or bruise my arm. I can talk to him when there's nobody to talk to. We can pretend to be different people on a different world, a world so happy and filled with joy, and bunnies. I love bunnies. Did I tell you already? I probably did, I am very silly and forgetful. My head hurts. But Alastair will make my head feel better. Alastair makes me feel like everything is okay. Everything IS okay when I am with him. He makes me smile when nothing else does. When I am sad he makes me forget why I am sad and makes me happy again. I love being happy. Who doesn't love being happy? Everyone I know loves to be happy. They're quiet but they always smile. They never stop smiling. They never blink. They don't move, either. But they all smile at me. They're so busy smiling they don't wash! They are very smelly. There are lots of flies which I don't like. Alastair doesn't like the flies either, they crawl all over him and make him stinky. But he makes me forget they are there. We disappear into a pretty, happy place. There are no flies there. The smell in the real world is horrible. And I think the people here need some sort of magic lotion - their skin is peeling off. Maybe it's the flies. Are the flies hurting those people? I hope the flies go away. Oh no, it's raining. I'm tired. I don't want to get wet! Oh well. I'll just curl up with Alastair and be happy again. I'll forget about the rain. I wonder why the people never need to sleep...
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