I looked at the bed and saw the bunny and smiled. "Your cute." I said picking up the bunny before my dad screamed my name and I hide him under my bed. I ran down stairs to my dad who was not happy at all. "Y-yes daddy..." I asked with a shaky voice. He started to scream at me and hit me and I was begging and crying for him to stop hurting me. When he was done he went out to get a drink and I ran up stairs to my room crying as I hugged the bunny close I got poked by something sharp. Looking at the bunny I check him for where it came from finding a clip with note in its pocket. The note said. JASON THE TOY MAKER IS NOT MY FRIEND! I frowned not sure what it meant but place the piece of paper on my desk and hugged the bunny tight in my arms as I cried out in pain.