This isn’t the electric bunny my family had when I was a kid, but it’s similar.

Whether or not you celebrate this holiday, I don’t think any of us can deny that sometimes, Easter decorations—especially vintage ones—can be creepy.

Growing up, we had a rather freaky plastic Easter Bunny that lit up. I have no photos of it, but its image is burned permanently into my brain. When I started writing my short story, “How I Learned to Stop Complaining and Love the Bunny,” back in 2004, the internet wasn’t quite as developed as it is today. Googling for “vintage electric Easter Bunnies” really didn’t turn up anything; my memory was all I had to go on.

Today, the game is different. Google “vintage electric Easter Bunnies” and you’ll get quite the boatload of creepy images (although I still haven’t found the one). Here’s a couple of winners that are the stuff of nightmares, and don’t forget to check out “How I Learned to Stop Complaining and Love the Bunny”—a long out-of-print reader favorite—in my upcoming collection, The Shadows Behind, from Books and Boos Press at http://bit.ly/shadowsbehind.

Happy Easter!