Mona Awad

We Love You, Bunny 

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Don't be afraid, Mother had laughed when she said goodbye earlier. It's only an art degree, for god's sake, Button. Just writing stories, isn't it?

Yes, Mother, I'd said not wanting to get into it. That it was my actual fucking soul in these stories.

I stared at Ursula. Look at me, I thought, I'm the one. And that is very important to remember, Bunny. That at this point I still had my own singular mind. 

Not like me, with my dyed blonde hair and my tight smile that twitched with so many disorders. Smiling primly beside my slutty mother, who thought I was the slutty one even as she mocked me for being prim. 

That first fall something was happening to me, Bunny, to my body and mind and soul. It was all becoming less solid or something. I was becoming less solid. I looked over at Coraline and sometimes I didn't know where she ended and I began. 

We found ourselves walking the streets back to my place. Not talking. All of us holding hands, step by step. If people were in our way, well they moved. Walked around us like we were one very wide body with many legs and arms. It was like we were one body, Bunny. Like three more hearts were beating inside me. Three more minds had melded to my own. I saw the sun with eight eyes as it sank bloodily before us. 

"He saw my bloody pocket!" she chimed in. "He saw it and he fucking smiled."

"What hurts one of us, hurts all of us, after all."

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