I climbed to the top of the ladder, and reached for the colorful object in the rain gutter. Finally, we've found one egg! That meant there had to be more, the Easter bunny wouldn't just give up on us would he? So I reached for the egg, but the ladder I was standing on wasn't very stable. So the ladder stumbled, and I fell forward grabbing the gutter; unfortunately that just meant it came down with me.
The fall didn't hurt too much, what hurt most was that the egg I was reaching for, was just a pink/purple tennis ball. I put on a confident smile "Let's check the park again." I said hopefully, all my friends groaned
"Really" said Monty
"For what?" asked Claude, "The Easter Bunny!" he said sarcastically. He said it full of doubt, like the Easter bunny wasn't real. I knew that wasn't true. "Guys I told you, the Easter Bunny is real, I saw him! He's way bigger than I thought he was, and he has these cool boomerang things, and-" my sentence was cut off by Caleb who yelled "Come on, Grow up!" my friends then gathered in a semi-circle around me like they were cornering me. I noticed the dark circles under their eyes and how they seemed gloomier than normal. "What's happened to you guys?" I asked carefully. My question was answered by Caleb, "It was a dream! You should be happy you still get dreams like that and not..." His voice trailed off and he shuddered. Cupcake stepped in and finished his sentence for him. "...nightmares."
At that moment they all shuddered, then walked away. Pippa turned to me with a sad look in her eyes. She dropped the tennis ball in my Easter basket and said softly "Forget it Jamie, there is just no Easter this year." Then she walked away sadly with the others "The Easter bunny is real." I turned to look in my basket "I know he is." I said to myself.
I searched around the yard for a few more minutes before stopping; maybe there really was nothing there? I went inside; my mom was inside sitting at the kitchen table. She was reading a newspaper and drinking coffee, meanwhile Sophie played on the floor with Abby. I sat down at the kitchen table across from my Mom. "Jamie, what's wrong?" she asked. I sighed and asked her "Is the Easter Bunny real?" She looked at me and smiled, she said "Jamie it doesn't matter what I think, it only matter's what you think. If you believe in the Easter bunny, he will come."
"Really?" I asked in amazement, my mom still believed?
"Sure, I know as soon as I stopped believing in him he stopped visiting me." She said casually, at that moment my jaw dropped. Of course she didn't believe in the Easter Bunny, no one else did (except for Sophie, but she hardly understood what the words "Easter Bunny" meant)! Well I knew he was real, that was all that mattered! With that notion I stormed upstairs. My mom called after me "Jamie, Wait..." but I didn't stop.