Is the easter bunny real?
Well, this is a long story which happended when i was 10 years old. On Easter Saturday night, i woke up to hear scratching noises coming from the lounge room (My bedroom was at the end of a long hallway). Anyway, i got out of bed and leaned on the door and listened. My parents were asleep, and were both snoring away, so i thought there might be a burglar. About 5 minutes later the scratching’s stopped and i heard our back door shut. I ran to the lounge room and saw that nothing had been stolen, just chocolate now lying on the table. So, ever since then i believed in the Easter Bunny.
