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The Bunny In The Birdhouse

By Reshma Patricia Crawford All Rights Reserved ©

Drama / Other

The Bunny In The Birdhouse

The cold had driven the creature to hide there. They both stopped walking to look.

“It doesn’t belong there. It’s not right,” she declared with bewilderment.

“Does it really matter? I bet the creature deserves some comfort in its life,” he answered, intrigued. Silently, they resumed walking, albeit in different directions.


When she was born, it was a big deal, mainly due to the fact that she was not technically supposed to be born. Her parents had been at the top of their respective games academically their whole lives, but had desired no offspring until they met each other much later in life. She was their first child—conceived out of wedlock—and while they desired another, the miscarriage of a son two years after her birth ceased all notions of producing anymore, so she remained an only child. She was the center of attention among her immediate and distant family, and was bestowed with all the benefits of money, opportunity, and support in her pursuits: she was never in want for anything, was loved by all, and, while she was somewhat selfish in her actions as she grew older, she always had the best intentions…


When he was born, it was not that big of a deal, even though he was technically supposed to be born. Both his parents had emigrated for various reasons from their respective homelands later in life, far beyond the age when either thought they would bear offspring. He was their first son, but not their first attempt at creating life, for two years before his birth, a daughter died had prematurely—however, they managed to finally conceive a girl two years after his birth. It was soon after this event that his childhood took a turn for the worse: his parents’ arguments escalated to the point that their marriage resulted in divorce; he was taken to a psychiatrist at this time to help him deal with the event; he believed this did nothing to aid him; for the next ten years of his life, he was moved around from apartment to apartment by his mother seven times, leaving behind the few friends he had; he was without the chances for opportunity, due to a lack of money and other resources…


It was evident from an early age that she had an interest in the arts, which allowed her to express the many ideas that constantly ran through her mind. Her parents were thrilled that she expressed all the ideas in her head so creatively. She was the type of person who enjoyed surrounding herself with people who she deemed as especially creative and talented. She was confident and intelligent. But, simultaneously, she was judgmental and insensitive to those closest to her, which was a front put up in defense against the harsh comments from any who dared put her down for her talents…


It was apparent from the beginning that he was adept in the arts, which seemed to be the one solace in his otherwise turbulent life. His parents were just content that he had a creative output for his troubles. He liked to be alone, yet did not mind some company, especially if it inspired his creativity. He was awkward, and not necessarily the smartest. But, at the same time, he possessed a thoughtfulness and compassion that were not always obvious, except to those who truly knew him…


She was supposed to be just another person born in this world who contributes just a small bit to its bettering. She could have fallen into the pattern of mundane life like the rest of her peers. But she was a determined sort who wished not only to succeed, but to also make her parents proud and to leave a mark that she had existed. But her work was always for herself, first and foremost; it was always her constant need to prove herself to any who thought less of her, even though she lacked true ambition to ever reach that level, despite her various talents…


He was supposed to be just another person born in this world who contributes just a small bit to its bettering. He could have fallen into the pattern of mundane life like the rest of his peers. But he was a determined sort who wished not only to succeed, but to also make his parents proud and to leave a mark that he had existed. But it was always for his family, first and foremost; it was always his constant need to help others and make sure they were happy that motivated his actions, even though he needed support and happiness more than anyone else…


They met quite by accident. Were it not for a certain series of occurrences, they might not have ever gotten to know another, and both their lives would have continued as “normally” as before. The facts were, however, that this series of events had occurred, and that their meeting defined each of their lives thereafter, for good or ill.

He intrigued her; how one with so little could want to do so much. She intrigued him; how one could have so much and yet desire more. She envied him for his skills and desire to help others. He wanted to envy her resources, but could not. He was content.

They became friends for one year. Then they parted ways for a long while. They would see each other occasionally, but not nearly as frequently as before.


Life passed slowly and gloomily for her. Life could not have gone better for him.


One day, she saw him again. Saw how he had succeeded where she had not. Saw that what was wrong had to be made right. The next time they met, she ended them both.

Why did she do it? Because the world had everything to offer her, while he had everything to offer the world.


In her mind, a bunny could not stay in a birdhouse. In his mind, it mattered not.

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