A nickname that always seems to appear. Many people who do not even know each other call this. Snow Bunny. Why does this name always reappear?
It brings me so many mixed feelings. Should I be happy that the person calling me this cares? Or should I tell them that horrible people call me this as well? Would it be rude?
Memories come up to the surface. Some of people taking my side and wanted to protect me. Some of bruised knees and crying behind a wooden door. That I'm fine when really I'm not.
What if I don't want to be in the snow? What if I want to be warm? Where the sun flowers grow. What if the blockage is too heavy for a bunny? What if I just cry and stay freezing and alone.
