Fear is such a powerful thing that it can cement every detail of any event into a childs brain.

But first a little back story. I was born in a home where my mum was Christen and my dad was a Muslim. So unlike everyone else i didnt have a normal up bringing, I had an AWESOME ONE!! I got the best of both worlds, Christmas, Easter & Eid!! Which to a child meant more and more and more presents, chocolates and cake (i trust you remember how that turned out).

Our story starts when I was 6 or 7 and it was the day before Easter, I was bursting with anticipation. I could recall that the year before had yielded a hefty amount of chocolate and sweets and that there were bright colored things and baskets and a magic rabbit that somehow made all of the other stuff happen. I was understandably completely out of my mind with excitement.

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It wasn't long before my little brain began concocting a scheme to squeeze every last bit of sugary goodness out of the opportunity before me.

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I was going to Capture the Easter bunny and make him my slave! I was going to have an unlimited supply of chocolate FOREVER!

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I was going to wake up early, go outside and hide in the bushes. And when the Easter bunny appeared, id trap him in a bag or under a blanket then put him in a hole or in my cupboard where he couldn't get away. It was flawless.

I fell asleep, content with my strategy.

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When i awoke, i was filled with rabid excitement about my almost certain future of unlimited chocolate!

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I grabbed my blanket and raced downstairs and threw upen the back door.

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Only to spy the most horrible thing EVER! I was shocked! To see my poor, tired mum kneeling in the grass with a brightly coloured egg in her hand; her head adorned complete with rabbit ears!

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Imagine that you are a six years old. You have just exploded enthusiastically out of your house, expecting to find the Easter bunny, which you are hoping to trap and keep as your chocolate-making slave. Instead, you find your mom. There is no Easter bunny in sight even though he is supposed to be there and your mum is wearing rabbit ears...
What does your brain do with this information?

Mine did this:

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My mum killed the Easter bunny and harvested his ears to wear as a hat. WTF! Petrified and Grief-Stricken I fled to my room!

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My mom, unaware of the correlation between her rabbit ears and my sudden terror, followed me to offer comfort.

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I can only imagine her confusion. I'm pretty sure she assumed that I was simply upset over the realisation that the Easter bunny wasn't real. But no. It took me at least five more years to figure that out.
My mother sat on the bed with me, trying her hardest to convince me that she was just "helping" the Easter bunny because he was "sick." The whole time I was inching away from her; wondering what other kinds of sickening crimes such a monster was capable of.

I don't remember how (or even if) the situation was resolved. I don't remember whether I looked for eggs that year or just sat stunned in a corner of my room all day. I DO remember worrying about the safety of Santa Clause the next Christmas. I sat in the hallway closet and watched my stocking, prepared to jump out and surprise any would-be attackers. No one was going to lay a finger on Santa if I had anything to say about it.

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