Shit. That was the last word that came out of my mouth that she ever heard. Shit. The deer lept in front of our car. It was far past the last chance to avoid it. Shit. We slammed into the animal, blood, hers and its and mine, all over my face. I survived, but I still died.
will
Deer! well i like to hunt them “) lol but i raised a deer from when it was a baby fawn “) i still have it even though its grown. ha but yeah there cute even when there older! ha but yeah wierd animals! ha
there’s a creature
that lures people in with
doe-eyes and pretty pale skin and the softest touch
and her face is so open and serene and she tells you
that she wants you to take her home and
she wants you to show her places
secret places
old, ancient places
but what she doesn’t tell you is
she is the most ancient thing you’ve ever known
and tonight she’ll swallow your soul
fast and very agile..a very pretty and rare creature…..beautiful coat it has a very beautiful fragrance of musk which is extracted for the stomach,,the deer has a very dark colored meat called veal
Tehnia
my dad has hunt deer basically all of his life. my boyfriend and a lot of my family and his hunt. i enjoy the meat but i could never hurt them and watch them drop. it’s sad but i’ve learned to get over it. my sister just moved to pa recently and in her lake community she gets deer in her backyard all of the time and she feeds them sometimes and they’ve gotten so friendly that they ate out of my sisters finance’s hand once. they come so close and they are such curious creatures. its amazing.
Victoria
He ran across the windshield, a furry comet of sin, big eyes bugging into blood smeared shrills. Fluffy, rotten, twisted
Daniella
The animal that I see sometimes on the side of the road. The males are magestic, the babies adorable but all are graceful.
Carly
in the road
with it’s mother
eating messer’s blue berries
soft fur
scary at night
agile and quick
people eat it but I don’t imagine it being very good
Bambi!
val
Deer in headlights. That’s what most people called it. Anna liked to call it “unprepared in front of the judge.” For lawyers, the effect was about the same.
She despised the sensation herself. “You see, your honor.” She pushed her glasses up her nose. “This is in alternative for a motion and citation for contempt. Both parties are technically in contempt, but my client’s noncompliance is a result of the defendant’s.”
It’s big eyes in the headlights and then crash crash crash it’s dead. She said she wanted to shoot it, but I think she’s sorry now, now that’s it’s pretty, lithe, brown little body is all ugly and red and twisted around itself.
Deer are kind of like elusive little breaths of forest air.
Sophia
Wet noses. Long legs. Bright eyed, and bushy tailed.
All these things describe a deer.
Once there was a mighty deer who stood in the back of a yard despite all of the barking dogs. It was a brave deer, it could not be scared. But suddenly, the dogs came running, chasing, barking at the deer. Oh no! What could it do? I tried to be brave but at the end, he ran for his own safety. Smart deer, he was.
Kati Asbury
deer everybody who has paid to see my band acted like an asshole i dont understand.
im hungry and scraps are dirty dirt. I’m hungry now, and the scraps are dirty dirt.
Dylan
Deer stand for innocence and purity. And they are pretty innocent. But get to close, and they might just try to kick your head off your shoulders.
dear john is a movie about a dude that goes out to war or something and might die? idk i havent seen it but i hear its ok.. maybe ill see it someday who knows.. idk. do you know. cause i sureeeee dont donut, i had one today. it was gooodddd… well actually i had 4. one was free.
casey
A deer prancing through the woods. Stops to eat some grass. It’s bambi, all grown up. Along his side, his mother and father, together again. All of his little friends prancing around. This is life without Disney coming in and messing it up.
Ceara
Bambi, lovely little animal. You shall grow to be the forrest king. A deer. My great animal spirit.
Adry
echo it’s your own damn echoes. No one to hear. There’s no body near you. All night long I thought to myself why would I stay with you? realized you were the one with issues. I don’t care who you’re with, don’t call my phone. I’m gone, and you’re all alone hearing you and your echo
Pierre Desir
I saw once in the forrest, I remember. I was just coming bakc from this cruise, with my fmaily. We were coming back, it was so depressing… i hate coming back from a trip with people i love. But it was a sassy moment i will always remember, because it was so useles, hahaha.
Rosanne
one time i was playing volleyball but didn’t come directly home so my husband was concerned that i had an accident and he left in his car to come find me. but as i was driving down our road toward home i saw him and wondered why he was stopped on teh side of the road when i looked up suddenly and there was a dead deer in the middle of the road. i hit it. but then, so did he. we had to explain how both our cars hit the same deer in our insurance report.
Laurel
Deer. Many times, I’ve deer in my neighborhood. It’s a common sight to see them in our backyard, picking lowly at the grass, and perking up when they spot the tomatoes in our garden. Are deer even supposed to eat tomatoes? In any case, it really upsets my dad. He has even threatened to throw golf balls at them. He’s not a violent man, but to protect his garden, he will go to extremes. But anyway. Deer…I guess…I don’t really think of Bambi when I hear the word “deer”. In fact, I think of nigahiga, the Youtube star. He has an act called “Dear Ryan”. I suppose he gets a lot of fanmail, because once, in a video, he posted a fanmade, photoshopped creation of a deer w. his head- hence, “‘deer’ Ryan”.
Shell
I once met a man who cared for a baby deer who he found abandoned in his yard. Baby, he named it, became his best friend. One day, after wandering the man’s property, Baby broke his leg. Shaken with fear, the man turned to his friend the veterinarian, and asked if she could help him. She said it was against the regulations of a veterinarian to help a wild animal.
Catie
Our neighbors feed deer in their backyard and we get to enjoy watching them. They are beautiful. We see big bucks to little fawns. Sometimes they jump back and forth over our neighbors fence like they are playing. I love watching them.
Debbie Knight
today on the way to college, we saw a deer. I think it was in new jersey, but I’m not sure. it could have been connecticut. mom really likes deer and hoped that it wouldn’t cross the road and get hurt, but it must have crossed because it was in the middle island. if i were a deer, i wouldn’t like to be stuck between two highways all day.
Kathryn
As Mariana wandered through the trees that surrounded the property she currently stayed on, she saw a wondrous sight. Quickly, it ran in-between the tress in fright – but it hadn’t been from Mari. No, she was a small girl and stood quite still when she wasn’t walking, and never once tried to chase after an animal.
Yet it had been so wonderful, majestic, graceful. It had been the fluffiest white-tailed deer she had ever seen, and she smiled for the rest of the day in all of her silent glory. What a lovely animal!
Deer is not a word I was looking for. I use this to try to grab a random thing to draw, but out of the 3 times I’ve tried, 2 have kinda failed me. I’m not sure why. Maybe its with me? Not sure. I wonder what happens when the timer runs o-
Mattwandcow
the deer was walking through the woods, shot, dragged, stuffed, mantle
jade
Running through an eternal forest, drinking from the waters of time, under the sun, under the moon, under the endless sky, small deer never lose your soul and don´t look back.
Dear me, I fear the deer may back its rear up into my cactus plants. How dreadfully dreary for the poor dear who can not read the signs saying “Keep off the cactus”. If only we could teach dear to read.
Erika
john, i hate to inform you that i’ve lost the the spark and the pilot light went out years ago. it’s not that i don’t love you anymore, it’s just that i hate your innards. rot in hell,
charmaine
will
His hair fell across his face delicately, and his movements were light and smooth like a deer’s. Everyone he passed by couldn’t help but stare as he passed, entranced by the slightly unorthodox beauty. Everything about the boy seemed innocent, yet there was a sparkle in his eyes that spoke an entirely different tale. He felt like a monster.
That deer is suicidal, I swear. Every night for the last however long, I have had to deal with him crossing right in front of me. He has to be a ghost by now. I’m sure my car isn’t the only one he darts in front of, and I know once I had to have passed right through him.
Raymond Masters
There once was a lonesome deer who dreamed of being human, he wanted opposable thumbs and love. But he could never find the magical fairy land that would grant him his one true desire, so now Frederick just roams around aimlessly looking for floating people with wings.. The End.
Casey
Deer, always in stuck in the headlights.
So limited to the forest, never able to venture out .
The bravery is never there, but if it so happens to be,
the deer dies and the cars swerves into a tree :(
Tis’ all . -Bryanna (:
Bryanna Spencer
life is so fucked up when you hit a deer in the middle of the road the only time you have actually drove on that road. to top that the deer just stands there staring at you, not reacting to anything simply because some bright light is not enough to tell them that they might be meeting their lost friends on the other side soon! how messed up
LaTavia
i have always enjoyed watching deer. but my fondest memory of deer is when i was hunting them. i could spend time with my dad where he seemed like a different person and where he was more relaxed and less stressed about things. although whats a dad without all the stress he has. i guess a chilled out bum.
Jacob
deer are scary. they growl and charge at you/ with their giant horns of doom. theyre like evil unicorns with two horns. why are they called unicorns and not unihorns? i mean do they have a stick of corn on their head? who came up with this name? were they obsessed with corn? i mean. were they all like “oh that horse like thing has a horn. I like corn! it only has one horn. Uni and corn…..hmmmmmm UNICORN!!!!! ONE CORN!!!!!” are they the same people who wrote that song “if jimmy crapped corn and no one cared” if no one cares why is there a song about it? what is wrong with these corn obssers. is there like a corn cult? just a cult of people who like corn? if so are they racist against potatos? or apples? wha about indian corn? do they not like that because its multied colored? or sweet corn? or cream of corn? do they only eat corn? do they worship a corn faiery? do they believe that heaven is one great giant corn field? and hell is a dessert with no corn?
kait
cute, fuzzy, animal, deer, brown, in my back yard, has ears, is big, crosses road, pretty, awesome, has big eyes, has long legs, has short tail, has spots sometimes.
erica
I once saw a deer in a park, at the edge of the wood at twighlight. It picked up it’s head from grazing and stared me straight in the eye. It was an absolutely serene moment, just the quiet and the stillness of us both. It was like the deer reached within me, and instead of being it being scared, there was just the quiet, just the stillness, the peace.
saseumi: an alligator’s gaping maw, the sharp, dark eyes of a feline, the satisfaction of mediocrity and a bankable face.
Shit. That was the last word that came out of my mouth that she ever heard. Shit. The deer lept in front of our car. It was far past the last chance to avoid it. Shit. We slammed into the animal, blood, hers and its and mine, all over my face. I survived, but I still died.
Deer! well i like to hunt them “) lol but i raised a deer from when it was a baby fawn “) i still have it even though its grown. ha but yeah there cute even when there older! ha but yeah wierd animals! ha
there’s a creature
that lures people in with
doe-eyes and pretty pale skin and the softest touch
and her face is so open and serene and she tells you
that she wants you to take her home and
she wants you to show her places
secret places
old, ancient places
but what she doesn’t tell you is
she is the most ancient thing you’ve ever known
and tonight she’ll swallow your soul
fast and very agile..a very pretty and rare creature…..beautiful coat it has a very beautiful fragrance of musk which is extracted for the stomach,,the deer has a very dark colored meat called veal
my dad has hunt deer basically all of his life. my boyfriend and a lot of my family and his hunt. i enjoy the meat but i could never hurt them and watch them drop. it’s sad but i’ve learned to get over it. my sister just moved to pa recently and in her lake community she gets deer in her backyard all of the time and she feeds them sometimes and they’ve gotten so friendly that they ate out of my sisters finance’s hand once. they come so close and they are such curious creatures. its amazing.
He ran across the windshield, a furry comet of sin, big eyes bugging into blood smeared shrills. Fluffy, rotten, twisted
The animal that I see sometimes on the side of the road. The males are magestic, the babies adorable but all are graceful.
in the road
with it’s mother
eating messer’s blue berries
soft fur
scary at night
agile and quick
people eat it but I don’t imagine it being very good
Bambi!
Deer in headlights. That’s what most people called it. Anna liked to call it “unprepared in front of the judge.” For lawyers, the effect was about the same.
She despised the sensation herself. “You see, your honor.” She pushed her glasses up her nose. “This is in alternative for a motion and citation for contempt. Both parties are technically in contempt, but my client’s noncompliance is a result of the defendant’s.”
It’s big eyes in the headlights and then crash crash crash it’s dead. She said she wanted to shoot it, but I think she’s sorry now, now that’s it’s pretty, lithe, brown little body is all ugly and red and twisted around itself.
Deer are kind of like elusive little breaths of forest air.
Wet noses. Long legs. Bright eyed, and bushy tailed.
All these things describe a deer.
Once there was a mighty deer who stood in the back of a yard despite all of the barking dogs. It was a brave deer, it could not be scared. But suddenly, the dogs came running, chasing, barking at the deer. Oh no! What could it do? I tried to be brave but at the end, he ran for his own safety. Smart deer, he was.
deer everybody who has paid to see my band acted like an asshole i dont understand.
im hungry and scraps are dirty dirt. I’m hungry now, and the scraps are dirty dirt.
Deer stand for innocence and purity. And they are pretty innocent. But get to close, and they might just try to kick your head off your shoulders.
dear john is a movie about a dude that goes out to war or something and might die? idk i havent seen it but i hear its ok.. maybe ill see it someday who knows.. idk. do you know. cause i sureeeee dont donut, i had one today. it was gooodddd… well actually i had 4. one was free.
A deer prancing through the woods. Stops to eat some grass. It’s bambi, all grown up. Along his side, his mother and father, together again. All of his little friends prancing around. This is life without Disney coming in and messing it up.
Bambi, lovely little animal. You shall grow to be the forrest king. A deer. My great animal spirit.
echo it’s your own damn echoes. No one to hear. There’s no body near you. All night long I thought to myself why would I stay with you? realized you were the one with issues. I don’t care who you’re with, don’t call my phone. I’m gone, and you’re all alone hearing you and your echo
I saw once in the forrest, I remember. I was just coming bakc from this cruise, with my fmaily. We were coming back, it was so depressing… i hate coming back from a trip with people i love. But it was a sassy moment i will always remember, because it was so useles, hahaha.
one time i was playing volleyball but didn’t come directly home so my husband was concerned that i had an accident and he left in his car to come find me. but as i was driving down our road toward home i saw him and wondered why he was stopped on teh side of the road when i looked up suddenly and there was a dead deer in the middle of the road. i hit it. but then, so did he. we had to explain how both our cars hit the same deer in our insurance report.
Deer. Many times, I’ve deer in my neighborhood. It’s a common sight to see them in our backyard, picking lowly at the grass, and perking up when they spot the tomatoes in our garden. Are deer even supposed to eat tomatoes? In any case, it really upsets my dad. He has even threatened to throw golf balls at them. He’s not a violent man, but to protect his garden, he will go to extremes. But anyway. Deer…I guess…I don’t really think of Bambi when I hear the word “deer”. In fact, I think of nigahiga, the Youtube star. He has an act called “Dear Ryan”. I suppose he gets a lot of fanmail, because once, in a video, he posted a fanmade, photoshopped creation of a deer w. his head- hence, “‘deer’ Ryan”.
I once met a man who cared for a baby deer who he found abandoned in his yard. Baby, he named it, became his best friend. One day, after wandering the man’s property, Baby broke his leg. Shaken with fear, the man turned to his friend the veterinarian, and asked if she could help him. She said it was against the regulations of a veterinarian to help a wild animal.
Our neighbors feed deer in their backyard and we get to enjoy watching them. They are beautiful. We see big bucks to little fawns. Sometimes they jump back and forth over our neighbors fence like they are playing. I love watching them.
today on the way to college, we saw a deer. I think it was in new jersey, but I’m not sure. it could have been connecticut. mom really likes deer and hoped that it wouldn’t cross the road and get hurt, but it must have crossed because it was in the middle island. if i were a deer, i wouldn’t like to be stuck between two highways all day.
As Mariana wandered through the trees that surrounded the property she currently stayed on, she saw a wondrous sight. Quickly, it ran in-between the tress in fright – but it hadn’t been from Mari. No, she was a small girl and stood quite still when she wasn’t walking, and never once tried to chase after an animal.
Yet it had been so wonderful, majestic, graceful. It had been the fluffiest white-tailed deer she had ever seen, and she smiled for the rest of the day in all of her silent glory. What a lovely animal!
Deer is not a word I was looking for. I use this to try to grab a random thing to draw, but out of the 3 times I’ve tried, 2 have kinda failed me. I’m not sure why. Maybe its with me? Not sure. I wonder what happens when the timer runs o-
the deer was walking through the woods, shot, dragged, stuffed, mantle
Running through an eternal forest, drinking from the waters of time, under the sun, under the moon, under the endless sky, small deer never lose your soul and don´t look back.
Dear me, I fear the deer may back its rear up into my cactus plants. How dreadfully dreary for the poor dear who can not read the signs saying “Keep off the cactus”. If only we could teach dear to read.
john, i hate to inform you that i’ve lost the the spark and the pilot light went out years ago. it’s not that i don’t love you anymore, it’s just that i hate your innards. rot in hell,
charmaine
His hair fell across his face delicately, and his movements were light and smooth like a deer’s. Everyone he passed by couldn’t help but stare as he passed, entranced by the slightly unorthodox beauty. Everything about the boy seemed innocent, yet there was a sparkle in his eyes that spoke an entirely different tale. He felt like a monster.
That deer is suicidal, I swear. Every night for the last however long, I have had to deal with him crossing right in front of me. He has to be a ghost by now. I’m sure my car isn’t the only one he darts in front of, and I know once I had to have passed right through him.
There once was a lonesome deer who dreamed of being human, he wanted opposable thumbs and love. But he could never find the magical fairy land that would grant him his one true desire, so now Frederick just roams around aimlessly looking for floating people with wings.. The End.
Deer, always in stuck in the headlights.
So limited to the forest, never able to venture out .
The bravery is never there, but if it so happens to be,
the deer dies and the cars swerves into a tree :(
Tis’ all . -Bryanna (:
life is so fucked up when you hit a deer in the middle of the road the only time you have actually drove on that road. to top that the deer just stands there staring at you, not reacting to anything simply because some bright light is not enough to tell them that they might be meeting their lost friends on the other side soon! how messed up
i have always enjoyed watching deer. but my fondest memory of deer is when i was hunting them. i could spend time with my dad where he seemed like a different person and where he was more relaxed and less stressed about things. although whats a dad without all the stress he has. i guess a chilled out bum.
deer are scary. they growl and charge at you/ with their giant horns of doom. theyre like evil unicorns with two horns. why are they called unicorns and not unihorns? i mean do they have a stick of corn on their head? who came up with this name? were they obsessed with corn? i mean. were they all like “oh that horse like thing has a horn. I like corn! it only has one horn. Uni and corn…..hmmmmmm UNICORN!!!!! ONE CORN!!!!!” are they the same people who wrote that song “if jimmy crapped corn and no one cared” if no one cares why is there a song about it? what is wrong with these corn obssers. is there like a corn cult? just a cult of people who like corn? if so are they racist against potatos? or apples? wha about indian corn? do they not like that because its multied colored? or sweet corn? or cream of corn? do they only eat corn? do they worship a corn faiery? do they believe that heaven is one great giant corn field? and hell is a dessert with no corn?
cute, fuzzy, animal, deer, brown, in my back yard, has ears, is big, crosses road, pretty, awesome, has big eyes, has long legs, has short tail, has spots sometimes.
I once saw a deer in a park, at the edge of the wood at twighlight. It picked up it’s head from grazing and stared me straight in the eye. It was an absolutely serene moment, just the quiet and the stillness of us both. It was like the deer reached within me, and instead of being it being scared, there was just the quiet, just the stillness, the peace.