Everyday after school. as far back as you can remember. you used to go to a single tree in the forest. there. you would see Amei. you would play with her for hours on end. Amei would take your toys and float them. but the thing is that you only could see her. she always wore a wedding dress. on her stomach there was a 'ketchup stain'. or atleast thats what she told you anyways. she only used to talk about her days. the 50's. she always thought it was the same day. august 29th. 1959.

Recently you were accepted into NYU. you came here to tell her. you weren't coming back. and she had something to tell you too.

You walked into the forest. following the path you walked for years on end. the sky was a natural blue. the birds were chirping. and there she was. amei in her usual wedding dress with that red blood stain on her stomach. her dirty blonde hair were glistening in the natural light. she was holding a picked flower. a rose. she turned to you and smiled. a warm smile that warmed your heart and never got old

"Hello, bunny."

She said your usual nickname as you sat down beside her.

"hey bunny guess what? i found out i can move around. i can walk out of the forest! isn't that exciting?"

she leaned forward. it looked like she was going to fall forward if she leaned anymore. a wide grin on her face. which had the right side of it burned from something