White Ears

CHAPT. 1

  hey guys! so this is my new book '' White Ears'' so plz enjoy this first chapter!

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9YEARS OLD                                                                                                                      

    It had been a nice day outside, all the kids in the neighbor hood were outside but I was not. I had been sitting in my room for 2 days now making sure to only go out to get something to eat or say hi to visitors.

   My name is Maximum but most people call me Max for short. I'm nine years old and I'm being haunted by a bunny. This bunny has fur as white as snow and a nose as pink as pink lemonade and eyes as blue as the night sky with that twinkle in his eyes like the reflection of the stars on the river side. I yet to know if he has a name, so for now I just call him "White Ears"until he reveals to me his one of a kind name, but in the meantime I'm trying to figure out the reason he only visits me on odd days but never even days.

i would also like to figure out why i didn't just say no to that very stupid dare to go into the once busy house on the tippy top of the hill in our neighbor hood. Although maybe it had been a good idea at the time because now no one messes with me because they think that i am haunted (which is 100% correct) but not just that, I also didn't come running out crying nor screaming. i hadn't known why I wasn't freaking out when I had walked out of the house,nut  it just felt like my body was to shocked to know how to properly function.

I had gone into that house on August 16, 1994. It had been the weirdest yet coolest day of my life, and this was only like three days ago as well. I've only been visited twice now. White Ears only comes at night and when he does its when I'm sleeping. He can do this thing were he can walk into your dreams and wake you up to were your sweating buckets of water and crying but not screaming. The bunny has only said one word to me ever since I meet him and that word is ''HATE." Although he uses such a strong word to define so many things but he doesn't always act like he hates everything and everyone. He seems as though he wants to make himself think that everything in this world is only to hate, and not to love or cherish.

I love his human persona and his ability to speak and walk and eat normally around me, there is one thing that bothers me though. The only thing that really bothers me is that he almost seems lost, lonely, sad, and no one to love him for him. If I got the chance I would love him myself but I cant love him when he just watches me from the forest behind our house during the day.

I always felt that something was off about those woods but I never suspected it to be haunted by White Ears. I started noticing his presence in the woods after my encounter with him in the house a few days back.

I have been up for hours past my bedtime waiting for him to come seeming today is a odd day.

I wait silently but as I wait my eyes start to get heavy and soon i'm drifting off to sleep dreaming about him and how I should help him and take care of him or if I should just leave him alone and try to forget him as fast a nine year old could.

I dream for what feels like hours but is probably only one hour or two, but then I see the faint outline of him as he walks into my dream, his white fur is no longer white but smeared with red and his eyes look almost dead, while his ears are the only part of him still white along with his nose as pink as pink lemonade.

I see him get closer and as he gets closer I see his claws coming out as he nears me with the look of the devil. Every step I take he takes a step closer until my back hits a wall and he draws nearer and nearer with every second ticking away. I close my eyes and try to pretend he's not here and I'm back in my original dream but when I open one eye to peak to see if my dream has gone back to normal or if he really is here.

As I open my eyes very slowly I notice that he is not covered in red and his eyes are the beautiful blue I love and he almost looks kind and like the Easter bunny in a way. He takes a step back and I take a step forward but when I least expect he is behind me with his paw on my left shoulder and the other gripped around my neck ready to twist it. I try kicking and shouting but nothing works, I don't know why but I feel as if I'm not in a dream anymore and I'm back in reality again and this is really happening. I try hard to make it seem as if a dream and even try to pinch myself but nothing seems to be working and that is when i realize that this is no dream, but reality at its finest.

I kick hard  and try biting but nothing seems to be of effect. I can feel his claws extending out and digging into my shoulder blade and the blood oozing out and making my arm feel very sticky and gross, but I'm in to much shock to even care or feel the pain, so instead I relax I let him dig his claws into my shoulder blade and allow him to start digging his claws into my neck. when I least realize it I cant let the pain not hurt I don't feel relaxed anymore I feel the pain coming to me and lets just say this is pain no nine year old should never experience in their life time.

I looked down to see a pool of blood around my feet and I crane my neck to turn around and look at White Ears and I can see the hate he feels for my kind so much but I also see sorrow and pain as he tries to hold it back so that I wont notice but he cant stop this observant nine year old from telling  facial expressions of what kind of mood their in or trying to hide. 

He had put my down and i had gasped for air trying to clean up the mess that he had made while doing everything he had just done. i felt kinda frightened but more so relieved.

I look around my room and find him sitting at my desk with his usual box of cigarettes and lighter in hand and red back-pack in the other hand trying to dig something up. I have tried to ask why he carries those things around but he only answers with a nod or  ''HATE'' and then continues at starring at me and giving  me something new he has '' found '' at least that's what i'm thinking it as.

I wait for him to pull something out of his bag but he only pulls out a book captioned '' The Tale of the White Rabbit in Cotton-Ville '' I looked down and realized this is where I lived as of this moment and my face lit up with joy, for I get to read a new book and learn something new about White Ears for once. Maybe ill even learn his name out of this book. I turn around and place the book on my bed and turn around to hug him but when I turn around I only find a sticky note on my desk that says '' see you around little one '' I always hate it when people call me little, i'm nine for gosh sakes! I feel like i'm not little and guess what i'm going to tell him that the next time I see him which would be on Friday. 

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THX FOR READING GUYS! HOPE YOU INJOYED HER NINE YEAR OLD POINT OF VEIW FOR CHAPTER 1! ILL BE POSTING TOMORROW NIGHT TO! LOVE YOU GUYS!! ~.^

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               SYDNEY AND WHITE EARS ):D

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