User:RadiantFineJet

Scene 1: Police try to calm a frightened mother.
"Calm down," said the police. "How can I calm down when my daughter was killed and my son moved to a mental hospital?!" questioned the mother. "Can you tell us what happened?" "Yes, it all started when my daughter brought in a bunny. She said it was the cutest thing in the world. I had seen the bunny before, when I was just a girl. It looked at me. I said for her to get that thing out of this house. That thing had tried to kill me before. I had brought it to my house. My parents said I could keep it, because it was the cutest thing in the world. I brought it up to my room and closed the door. It crawled all over me. Twice, it stopped on my forehead. The first time, it rubbed it's fluffy pelt against my head. The second time, I felt a pinch. Then the pain got more intense. I shook my head to try to get the bunny off my head. I pulled it off. It's mouth started to bleed. I touched the source of the pain and I almost had a heart attack. I pulled something hard out of my head and what I saw horrified me. It was a bloody tooth. I put my hand on my head and felt blood trickle down my face. Then I glanced at the bunny. The thing had grown another tooth. I screamed. I heard footsteps and my parents burst into the room. My vision was getting blurry. I remember laying back on my floor and everything turned black. I woke up in the hospital. My head was hurting like nothing I've ever felt before. A nurse came over. 'Honey,' she said. 'You had to have surgery. There was something lodged in your skull and if not treated, you could have died. You are very lucky to have survived. If the thing had gone any farther, we would not have been able to save you. You had to have part of your brain removed. You will be fine if you remain here.' The sentence was somewhat reasurring. To know that part of my brain was gone, that horrified me even more." She was cut off by the police. "M'am, how old are you?" The mother was calmer now. "I am thirty-six." "Thank you. And your name?" "My name is Dianne. Why are you asking me all these questions?" The two cops looked at each other. "M'am, may I need remind you that you are a suspect of murder?" "Me?! Why me?" "Never mind, just go on with your story." "Ok, so then my daughter came in with that, that creature! I screamed and told her to get that thing out of the house. She looked sad and walked out the door. The next day, my husband informs me that my daughter, Lily, has kept a bunny. He said that the bunny was the cutest thing in the world. I stormed up to Lily's room to tell her to get rid of the creature. When I walk in, there is blood all over the floor and on the side of her face. My son, Gavin, comes to me and says Lily has been killed by a bunny. He said it ate her brain. Of course, Gavin is only five so he would not know what the bunny really did. I scream and cry. My husband comes running up. As soon as he sees Lily's body, he looks very grave. Gavin looked at my husband and said a bunny ate Lily's brain. He said to call for help but I knew it was beyond anything anyone could do. I put my hand on Lily's. It was ice-cold. I looked at my husband." Dianne was cut short by the police again. "Can you tell us your husband's name?" "Certainly. His name is Robert." "Thank you for this information. Continue." Dianne suddenly froze. "Gavin? Gavin! GAVIN!" "M'am! What is it?" Dianne started crying. "GAVIN!" she sobbed. "I can sense him. He is near but I can't say he is alive. I can sense his presence. He is around me. I can't see him. Gavin, where are you?! Please tell me you are alive!" "M'am, please calm down! Everything is going to be all right!" "H-HOW CAN EVERYTHING BE ALL RIGHT WHEN MY CHILDREN ARE BOTH DEAD?" "M'am, we don't know for sure that Gavin is dead! Please calm down!" The cops were getting impatient. "Conintue on with your story!" Dianne looked at the cop. "Yes, yes. Sorry. Robert signaled for me to talk to him privatly. I walked over. He said that he is going to take Gavin for a ride to clear his mind. I said that was ok, because we all need to clear our minds. I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. When I came back, Robert's car was in the driveway. I decided to talk to Gavin and ask him where he has been. I went into the house and called for him. Robert answered. He told me to come up. I walked upstairs, hoping my day couldn't get any worse. Robert told me that he had taken Gavin to a mental hospital. He said Gavin was going insane. I stared into Robert's eyes. Then, I couldn't take it anymore. I punched Robert right in the face. His nose started to bleed. I yelled at him, saying why he made way too many mistakes. Letting Lily keep the bunny and now sending Gavin to a mental hospital." Dianne started to sob. "W-why does he make so many mistakes?! Just why?!" The cops looked at each other. "I think this is enough information. Thank you." The cops left without waiting for a reply.