a bunny to remember//TheFamousFilms

or there's no reason

It was midnight.The moon was more bright then ever.

Cars would be heard from the far aswell as meawing.Meowing?

Yes meowing.The meowing coming from the cat sitting in a girl's lap.

The girl neededto leave so as a goodbye she booped the cats nose before she pushedit off as she stood up and swung her backback over her shoulders.Thecat sadly meowed before getting annoyed.

Like any other asshole cat it jumped onthe girl's back and started scratching.

''Kurva ty pičo slez!'',yelled theslavic girl shocked.

The girl starts wawing her arms aroundtrying to get the cat off her ankle long brown coat. Getting holes in it would be a pain in the ass. She didn't want the coat to end up like some of her other clothes. Recently she saved up enough money to get it washed by an actual washing machine. Dirt can be fixed but holes would be harder to fix.

While the cat was scartching her it managaged to get its claws stuck in the girls matted hair which was in a hairband for a long long time.

Finally she managed to get the catoff. Angryly she stormed off.

But where should she stay today?

'I could go back to the van.',she though before she shacked her head.

'No. Only god knows what would happen to me. But where else? I can't go by bus back. But in this city they don't have a homeless shelter...at home they have one but I can't risk that.I'd have to go back by bus and probably won't be lucky as i was again.Not all bus drivers are addicts that don't care.'

For some reason walking in an unfamiliar city was less nerve wracking then in her home city.

Maybe becouse there wouldn't be specific people that she knew. But this is still more dangerous.

As she walked around the city sheallowed herself to spaceout.

As she was walking stuck in her ownhead she bumped in a lamppost which caused her to fall. Hissing at the pain of her bruise filled feet she got up trying to ignore the blackspots she got. Sometimes when she got up too fast her vision blacked out for a few secound. It could be becouse of low iron.

Every secound walking seemed to be getting harder. Getting more aware of everything.

The loud cars. The birds. The yelling in the backround. ̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶n̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶h̶e̶r̶̶ b̶l̶o̶o̶d̶i̶e̶d̶ ̶k̶n̶e̶e̶s̶ ̶f̶i̶l̶l̶e̶d̶̶ w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶s̶m̶a̶l̶l̶  r̶o̶c̶k̶s̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶g̶o̶t̶̶ s̶t̶u̶c̶k̶.̶That one annoying dog barking in the distance.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶m̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶p̶u̶l̶l̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶o̶f̶̶ h̶e̶r̶ ̶h̶a̶i̶r̶.̶H̶e̶r̶ ̶m̶a̶t̶t̶e̶d̶̶ b̶l̶o̶o̶d̶i̶e̶d̶ ̶h̶a̶i̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶̶ c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶r̶̶ n̶a̶t̶u̶r̶a̶l̶ ̶c̶o̶l̶o̶r̶.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶i̶r̶̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶c̶o̶n̶s̶t̶e̶n̶t̶l̶y̶̶ g̶e̶t̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶p̶u̶l̶l̶e̶d̶ ̶b̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶̶ f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶h̶a̶i̶r̶t̶i̶e̶.̶ T̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶̶ m̶a̶t̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶h̶o̶w̶ ̶h̶a̶r̶d̶ ̶s̶h̶e̶̶ t̶r̶i̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶̶ t̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶i̶r̶t̶i̶e̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶.̶S̶h̶e̶̶ c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶i̶t̶.̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶̶ h̶e̶r̶ ̶h̶a̶n̶d̶s̶-̶h̶e̶r̶ ̶b̶r̶u̶i̶s̶e̶d̶̶ c̶o̶v̶e̶r̶e̶d̶ ̶h̶a̶n̶d̶s̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶̶ s̶h̶a̶k̶e̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶.̶ M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶̶ h̶e̶r̶ ̶b̶r̶u̶i̶s̶e̶d̶ ̶k̶n̶u̶c̶k̶l̶e̶s̶̶ w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶t̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶̶ a̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶l̶i̶g̶h̶t̶e̶s̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶u̶c̶h̶.̶

There was a distance music playing from a house. A beutiful romance song talking about two people madly love in each other.Everything seemes so perfect.Everything seems like a dream but then it turns into a nightmare.The secound lover gets addicted to alcohol becouse of their child's death.

̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶̶ t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶t̶a̶u̶g̶h̶ ̶h̶o̶w̶ ̶t̶o̶̶w̶a̶l̶k̶.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶'̶v̶e̶̶ s̶e̶e̶n̶ ̶s̶a̶y̶ ̶i̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶f̶i̶r̶s̶t̶̶ w̶o̶r̶d̶s̶.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶'̶s̶̶ f̶a̶v̶o̶r̶i̶t̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶y̶ ̶g̶o̶t̶ ̶l̶o̶s̶t̶̶ s̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶r̶e̶p̶l̶a̶c̶e̶̶ i̶t̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶d̶o̶e̶s̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶i̶c̶e̶̶ i̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶g̶o̶n̶e̶.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶̶ b̶o̶t̶h̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶.̶T̶h̶e̶̶ c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶h̶u̶g̶g̶e̶d̶ ̶w̶h̶e̶n̶̶ i̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶a̶ ̶n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶m̶a̶r̶e̶.̶T̶h̶e̶̶ c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶p̶r̶o̶m̶i̶s̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶̶ w̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶l̶e̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶m̶a̶r̶e̶s̶̶ g̶e̶t̶ ̶i̶t̶.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶̶ d̶i̶e̶d̶ ̶b̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶n̶d̶s o̶f̶ ̶e̶v̶i̶l̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶d̶.̶

The first lover tries to make a diffrence.To try and live with the fact that some part of theirfamily will forever be missing.So they try to get their and their lover's life together.But some people can't be fixed.The person they loved so much.The person they fell in love with.The person they shared their first kiss with.The person they used to sneak out together.The person that taugh how to rollerskate.The person that laughed when they faceplanted into the ground before they laughed too.The person they bough a beutiful house with.The person that they had their child with.The person that became...someone diffrent.

Lying on the ground the girl lisened to the song quickly getting distarted again.

̶N̶o̶t̶ ̶d̶i̶s̶t̶a̶r̶t̶e̶d̶̶ e̶n̶o̶u̶g̶h̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶g̶e̶t̶ ̶a̶b̶o̶u̶t̶̶ t̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶r̶s̶t̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶h̶u̶n̶g̶e̶r̶̶ s̶h̶e̶ ̶f̶e̶l̶t̶.̶

Maybe she should take at least a sip of the water in her backpack.

'No I'd end up drinking it all again.I'll drink in tommorow when I find out it's safe to go out.Not now.Later...',she though knowing well that was a lie.She couldn't bring herself to drink it.Scared it will end up like the...accident.

The song started to end.

The first lover finally stopped dening it.The fact that the person they loved aren't the same anymore and probably never will be.Deciding to finally leave.As many as tears it will cause them to leave them.Them....the love of their life.But knowing it will be better,they left.

''I want you to know it wasn't your fault.But neither was it mine.'',the final lyrics played.

The girl felt herself start to fall assleep.She tried to get up but something held her back.

̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶̶ t̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶o̶r̶r̶i̶b̶l̶e̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶n̶ ̶i̶n̶̶ h̶e̶r̶ ̶b̶o̶d̶y̶.̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶̶ t̶h̶e̶ ̶b̶r̶u̶i̶s̶e̶s̶.̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶̶ b̶l̶o̶o̶d̶.̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶m̶u̶s̶c̶l̶e̶̶ p̶a̶i̶n̶.̶M̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶r̶s̶t̶̶ s̶h̶e̶ ̶f̶e̶l̶t̶.̶T̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶t̶e̶r̶̶b̶o̶t̶t̶l̶e̶ ̶s̶t̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶l̶y̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶n̶̶ h̶e̶r̶ ̶b̶a̶c̶k̶p̶a̶c̶k̶ ̶u̶n̶t̶o̶c̶h̶e̶d̶.̶O̶r̶̶ i̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶v̶y̶ ̶e̶y̶e̶b̶a̶c̶k̶s̶̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶d̶e̶f̶i̶n̶e̶t̶l̶y̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶a̶̶ r̶e̶a̶s̶o̶n̶ ̶w̶h̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶w̶e̶r̶e̶̶ t̶h̶e̶r̶e̶.̶

Or there was no reason.

Or there was no reason black spots were filling her vision.

Or there was no reason she passed out.

Or there was no reason a child was lying under a lampost completly beat up,starved and so 𝙨𝙤 skinny.

Maybe there was no reason a certain animatronic found her.