Talking To You

my night was very normal; I found nothing to do but to stay at my chambre, the wheather was very bad, and my parents left home to visit my sister in the South of the country. exhosted and consumed by the long hours of work, I tryed to sleep, But I had one of those nights where sleeping is yet to nock on my head, and am still trying...

Once upon a time,
--------------- I was lying on bed
An eye held open,
--------------- The other half-closed
my arms and legs are heavy
--------------- the light is softly on
winds started to blow
--------------- the old cracking drain
'sleeping' I want to go
--------------- but sleeping has missed my train
for long I kept still
--------------- till somthing made a sound


************** A sound that broke into the room and covered all the whispers of the winds, I merly can see through the shade of the light of candles That I use when ever the power in cut... somthing was moving... what would that little thing be??!! Is it a ....? but HOW...?

A rabbit sneaked-in
---------------And tried to make some fun
Started sniffing around,
---------------Jump, Gallop and run
Nice and pretty looking,
---------------Furry and fluffy like cotton
Coloured in blue and white,
---------------its head was totally bright

************** with a mixture of feelings that varied between the pleasure and worry, I tryed t figure out How...???

I wonder for a second,
---------------how did it get to here?!!
I turned towards the door
---------------that was closed and latched
The window wasn't an option;
---------------closed early that night
From top it can’t be coming,
---------------my ceiling is nicely made
“From under the bed it entered”
---------------I thought maybe it might

************** I always loved having a pet a home, and a rabbit is a pretty nice one. I felt in need to its presence in my room where I hardy allowed any person to enter.. I could never touch it nor even get to feed from my hand as cats do,it was keen to jump and hide, yet still it comes before me in the opposite corner of the room, I felt loving its presence ever more. time passed quickly and the rabbit is funnier day by day till another night... that very night...

on bed I was and said:
--------------- ‘it’s lovely and very pleasant’
It felt really at ease,
---------------- as if I weren’t present
I lifted a bit my head,
---------------- so I can see better
Stoned ‘n frozen It turned,
---------------- thrilled about the matter
Its eyes widely open,
---------------- Seductive with their glitter
I stretched long my hand
---------------- to catch from the under
Quickly and very sudden
---------------- Its teeth grew bigger
I couldn’t pull my hand
---------------- Without a bitten finger

‘I surely must be dreaming’
---------------- For that is what it seems
That bite wouldn’t hurt
---------------- at least if I was in dreams

the body grew larger
---------------- its head and ears are different
legs are higher and streight
---------------- the tail became thiker
the muzle forwardly pulled
---------------- the jaws turned canine
the little bunny is now
---------------- an ugly ferocious hyen(a)

May be next time...
If I can make it out of this plot...
I will hear from you If you had ever met such a rabbit