My story about the Easter Bunny

Want to read a story about the Easter Bunny? Well heres a story!

Once upon a time there was a little bunny called Easter. It was a stormy night, everyone was asleep in bed, some were snoring, some were not. When the people were sleeping Easter pooped out chocolate eggs! As it got lighter he ran to the houses as fast as he could and placed them on their lawn, trampolines, inside the fridges as well! Easter the bunny even put them in their garage. How does Easter get in the houses and garages? He did that to all the houses in New Zealand, but he got his other brothers, Chocolate, Eggs, Gold and Silver to deliver the eggs in more countries. When they got delivered they ran to their own house in Sylvia Park. You should've already seen it haven’t you? If you have, you should know what I mean. It hit morning at 7:00am and lots of people woke up running outside to see what they got! “Wow! Chocolates! The Easter Bunny must be true!” said one little girl picking up an Easter egg. The little girls parents came outside searching for her, they said, “Oh thank goodness shes not taken away by someone, shes just outside picking up Easter eggs”. The Easter Bunny flew over houses letting people see he was real, he dropped thousands of chocolates over houses, and everyone lived happily ever after. The end. Easter means to me that...
It represents the day Jesus came back for us. He is our savour!!!

What does Easter mean to you?