Easter Bunny

The young girl was trembling in her bed, too excited to sleep. Easter was the next day and that meant a chocolate bunny and a basket full of jellybeans. She hoped the Easter Bunny knew that she had moved, but then she figured that it probably didn’t matter. After all, the Easter Bunny stopped at every house. He was sure to find her.

She wondered if the Easter Bunny was like Santa Claus. Did he only come after everyone was asleep? What if she couldn’t fall asleep? Her brain didn't seem to want to turn odd, and no matter how she tossed and turned she couldn't find a comfortable position. She decided to go ask her parents what to do.

Quietly, she crept out of bed and into the hall. She could see the living room over the railing and the light in the kitchen was creating a reflection in the living room windows. She noticed her father moving in the kitchen and looked closer at the reflection to see what he was doing downstairs.

She saw him take two baskets out of the highest cabinet in the kitchen and squinted to see the scene more clearly. He set the baskets on the counter, and she was able to get a good look at their contents.  Each basket had a box of marshmallow peeps and a chocolate bunny in it. Eyes wide, she hurried back to bed before her father could come upstairs and find out that she had discovered the truth of the Easter Bunny.

It no longer matter if stayed awake all night, but now she was plagued with new worries. If the Easter Bunny wasn’t real, what about the Tooth Fairy? Or Santa Claus?