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“I Am Home Now”
A story by Priscilla

I don’t remember much about where I came from — just that it was loud, cold, and I was too little to be without Mama.

They dropped us off in a box during a yard sale. A box. Like we were something to be given away with old shoes and forgotten trinkets. I remember hands — kind ones — lifting us gently. I was bottle-fed and passed between places. A barn. A foster home. Then another. And another.

I was always somewhere, but never really home.

People called me spunky, a little fireball, a foot-attacker. But what they didn’t see was that I was scared. I didn’t know how long I’d be allowed to stay. I didn’t know if I was safe.

Then something changed.

One day, I heard voices — a soft one that spoke gently, and another… from a rabbit. A white one with gray-tipped ears and the calmest energy I’d ever felt. They were here for speed-dating. I didn’t know what that meant. But the moment he looked at me, I felt something settle in my chest — like a pebble sinking into water. Peace.

His name was Zy. He didn’t say much, but his presence spoke volumes. When he ignored the others, I felt a little proud. He picked me.

The car ride wasn’t fun. I didn’t understand what was happening. But then we arrived.

The new place smelled different — warm. Safe. I was given space to breathe, space to rest. No feet to chase, no cages, no cold concrete. Just soft voices. Gentle hands. A quiet boy with gray ears watching me through a gate.

At first, I wasn’t sure. I’d been in so many places. But this one… felt different. No one was rushing me. No one was pushing me to be cute or sweet or anything but me.

Over time, I let my guard down.

Zy and I began to talk through the gate. Not with words, of course, but with noses, with body language, with trust. We flopped near each other. We mirrored. We waited. Then we met — for real.

The bonding wasn’t easy. I panicked. He did too. We had to pause. Reset. Try again.

But we kept showing up.

Because that’s what love is.

Now, I have a forever. I have a kingdom with tunnels, pillows, greens, and one soft-eyed boy who never leaves my side. He grooms my forehead when I’m anxious. I nudge his cheek when I want him near. We sleep curled close. We eat side by side. We zoom, we flop, we sprawl — always together.

And that human who brought me here? She sees me. Really sees me. She doesn’t expect me to be perfect. She just loves me.

I used to be the bunny no one wanted to keep.
Now I am the bunny no one could imagine life without.
I am Priscilla.
And I am finally home. 🖤