The story of Bunbun
I wrote this terrible but true story a couple years ago. It usually makes people smile, so it shall be my first journal entry since I'm not feeling very creative today. I'm sad to inform you that Bunbun passed away a couple months ago. She is most likely chilling with Satan as you read this.

I believe that someone may have a voodoo doll used specifically for making my life miserable. No, probably not, but there is still something creepy going on. I work hard to save up money for the things I want to buy, and when I finally get them, they do strange things that prevent me from fully enjoying them. Maybe it`s evil spirits.. maybe I`m just jinxed when it comes to dealing with my personal belongings.

My life wasn`t always like this. I used to be a normal, happy child.

My problems began when I visited a winter fair in a small town, which is located two hours from where I live. There, they had a petting zoo. I found what I thought to be the perfect pet. It was a black rabbit, and she was beautiful. Just a baby. I decided that I had to have her. I finally convinced my mom, bought her, and I brought her home.

After a while, my rabbit (Bunbun) began to chew the electrical cords in our house. If that wasn`t annoying enough, my mom blamed me for it since I was supposed to be watching Bunbun.. `This sucks`, was my inital thought. Then I realized that Bunbun was just an animal and it didn`t know any better. I forgave her.

My mom took pictures of Bunbun and I together, and to my horror, the pictures came back with Bunbun sporting red eyes. `She`s possessed!` I exclaimed. `No, no, that`s normal`, said my mom.

Okay, maybe normal in some cases, but not when the red eye flash is activated.. that is supposed to PREVENT red eye. And my eyes looked normal. So, dispite my moms reasonings, I began to believe that Bunbun was really the devil.

One day, I was walking towards the couch in my family room. Out from under the coffee table sprang...

The story of Bunbun
I wrote this terrible but true story a couple years ago. It usually makes people smile, so it shall be my first journal entry since I'm not feeling very creative today. I'm sad to inform you that Bunbun passed away a couple months ago. She is most likely chilling with Satan as you read this.

I believe that someone may have a voodoo doll used specifically for making my life miserable. No, probably not, but there is still something creepy going on. I work hard to save up money for the things I want to buy, and when I finally get them, they do strange things that prevent me from fully enjoying them. Maybe it`s evil spirits.. maybe I`m just jinxed when it comes to dealing with my personal belongings.

My life wasn`t always like this. I used to be a normal, happy child.

My problems began when I visited a winter fair in a small town, which is located two hours from where I live. There, they had a petting zoo. I found what I thought to be the perfect pet. It was a black rabbit, and she was beautiful. Just a baby. I decided that I had to have her. I finally convinced my mom, bought her, and I brought her home.

After a while, my rabbit (Bunbun) began to chew the electrical cords in our house. If that wasn`t annoying enough, my mom blamed me for it since I was supposed to be watching Bunbun.. `This sucks`, was my inital thought. Then I realized that Bunbun was just an animal and it didn`t know any better. I forgave her.

My mom took pictures of Bunbun and I together, and to my horror, the pictures came back with Bunbun sporting red eyes. `She`s possessed!` I exclaimed. `No, no, that`s normal`, said my mom.

Okay, maybe normal in some cases, but not when the red eye flash is activated.. that is supposed to PREVENT red eye. And my eyes looked normal. So, dispite my moms reasonings, I began to believe that Bunbun was really the devil.

One day, I was walking towards the couch in my family room. Out from under the coffee table sprang Bunbun, growling angrily. She charged at me, and tried to slash my ankles with her razor sharp claws. Holy crap, this animal really is possessed. I told my mom, and she laughed! What the hell?? My own pet tries to kill me and my parents think it`s FUNNY?? Not cool.

My family room is hardwood floor, with a rug in the center of the room. Lucky for me, evil ones do not travel on slippery surfaces, so I was safe as long as I avoided the rug. I`d literally have to run and leap from the hardwood floor to the couch to avoid anymore murder attempts.

I thought I was safe, I thought I`d figured out how to stop the evil one. One day, I leaped to the couch, and I sat down. I then put my arm onto the arm of the couch. A incredible sensation ripped through my body at that moment, it felt as if something had jumped onto my head and was attacking me. I screamed and jumped off the couch. The rabbit charged me, bit and scratched my ankles, I screamed again and ran out of the room.

The creepiest thing had happened.

The rabbit had chewed the cord of a lamp, then the lamp had fallen over onto the couch, the cord stretching over the arm. When my arm touched the severed wire, I was electrocuted. The evil one had electrocuted me.

Have you ever seen a rabbit smile? I have.. I swear that thing smiled that day.

The thing now lives in the basement where it cannot get me. I haven`t seen it in a year. I can`t help but worry that it`s plotting something evil as I write this journal.

If you ever read about a young girl found dead in a ditch in Winnipeg, Manitoba, who has died from excessive bleeding from the ankles, or from some type of electrocution, you can be sure of two things.

1. It`s me
&
2. Bunbun did it.