MAMA RABBIT, WITNESS
	One time a ghost came to my bedside to explain it ... The horrible nightmares suffered were all true every damn one of them every last night of them ... true when the headless horseman came galloping towards my bed with a sword and cut off my head, true while white mommy stood by the bed in her long white gown holding the candle, yes that was true when I screamed her name she ran... All true every time the Monster entered my room he ran his big claw down my nights shredding them my screams were heard but the rabbit shivered in the corner and could not move when I begged and cried... And when I asked rabbit where she was all rabbit could tell me was the truth that she was in the corner shaking. Now, I am shaking, helpless like a leaf in the never-ending wind. Once again its my fault I beg her for forgiveness for asking... ---Lisa Miller