I couldn’t believe it. My life was complete. My deer body sprawled across a vast ocean known to the common man as road. Never again shall I gaze upon my child, for he is cursed to a life of struggle.
Jan Chock
Deer Angie,
This greeting is not a sign of care, I am merely pointing out you are “Deer Angie” and that I should probably look out for you while driving near forested areas.
Derek
She didn’t swerve. I was in the middle of a story of exasperation, and just as I delivering the biting punchline–the car hit it. We shook with horror and sadness. Poor deer. And quickly resolved to tell my husband that I hit it (he hates her enough already).
I never did finish the story though.
Nicol
A deer. A stupid meal caused the accident that changed our life. Why did it dart out like that, causing our car to swerve into the other lane? I should have shot the sonofabitch when I had the chance. I didn’t. It’s too late.
Deb K
My friend Jordan is afraid of deer. It’s kinda sad because deer are not really that scary. They are just as scared of her as she is of them. Although she will eat deer. She claims it as revenge against Bambi.
Jasmine marshall
It could have been a deer I suppose. There was so much blood on the highway. The carcass was gone now, but whatever it was, it was big. That much blood couldn’t have come from a skunk or a possum. And deep down, I couldn’t help but wonder if it had been a person.
Doug McIntire
VUSGDBFHLI KDEWDS
deer drive me crazy! they are WAY to overpopulated where I live. always eat the flowers, destroy the garden, AND sneak around late at night, waiting to jump out in front of the car soon as you turn that dark corner. grrrrrrr
izzy
oh my good. BAM. the deer hit the car. bob and greta got out of there car. greta began to cry as teh deer slid down off of the hood of the car and onto the cement
shayo
Deer are amazing. There are does and stags and little fawns. I love them however, my dogs don’t. I wish they would stop being hunted. Have you ever seen a deer? You will understand how I feel. When you do.
Anna
Deer are brown. They are wild and live in forests. I like deer. one time one came up to the office and was getting ready to jump into the window. Had to close the curtains and hope it went away. Deer babies are called fawn. Deer are common where I live because we have warm somers and cold winters. You can see them sometimes at the local park, but not often since they don’t really like people.
Tess
AHHH! Theres a deer. Theres a deer in the middle of the road. He wont move. His eyes are the size of oranges. Hes like an ice sculpture. Move deer. MOVE. uh oh….BAM. bye bye deerie.
you know who
megan and i almost hit a deer one time it was pretty effin scary. then the other day my mom and i saw a family of deer waiting to prance on to the road, it was pretty effin scary too. except the time with megan was scarier cause we legitimately almost hit the deer. haha!!! glee is on tonight.
Slice
deers run in the woods. they are brown with big brown years. the stop in the middle of the road to stare at you while cars whiz buy. causing you your life and theirs as well. Bambi, never saw it.
Hails
Deers have lots of antlers, and they live in the woods. Sometimes people run over deer. That kinda sucks, poor deer, byeeeebyeee. you be bleedin urrwurr. Uh do you think you can eat a deer? i keep on wanting to write “dear” its fucking annoying. So im not gonna correct myself next time i do.
annettebamf
deer in the head lights, stunn, hesitation, pause, action. result. consequence. various events occuring within a split second, flash. and everything is changed.
jasmine
The police were covering up something with a sheet as we drove up the grade. I did not see the dark hapless shape. Looks like a deer”, nona said. I didn’t say it out loud, but for her sake I hope it was.
heather
When my little brother was born premature he almost died. On the way to the hospital to visit him my family saw 2 baby deer standing on the side of the road eating. We knew that he would be okay. And he’s now a healthy 19 year old without any health or learning problems. :)
J.
monster me.
monster me.
The shot rings out.
A father is dead.
The shot rings out.
A creature not breathing.
monster me.
monster me.
Randi
The deer fell away from my headlights, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew if I hadn’t swerved things would have been a little messier. If she hadn’t screamed at me, I wouldn’t have even seen the deer. This would have been the third deer to die at my hands in a year.
Grace
as the deer panteth for the water so…I panteth for water. OUt here I’m less inclined to sing and more inclined to seek. It’s been 2 days, now, and while the colonists on the radio are hopeful, I’m not so sure. I can see for miles with these binocs, and nothings looking promising. But they say hope springs eternal, right? For springs, especially
Dan
frolcking with deer, bambi, innocence, forest, side of the road indecency, sad, nature, introverted, shy, playful, image of innocence,
Morrigan King
a deer in head lights!? oh shit what do i do? speed up? slow down? either way my car’s wrecked. dammit. and i just got it for my 16th birthday. Dad is not going to be pleased. A DEER! CRASH!
Matthew Hart
beautiful. running in a forest of sun!
rachel
running
Allison McDaniel
i hate deer. once i saw a deer frolicking freely through a meadow and pausing to drink at a small pond. i gazed at it in it’s majesty. it’s natural beauty. it’s trancendent quality to carry through the ages. then i backed up over it.
Matt
deer are pretty. deer are innocent. they have babies called does. if i ever have a deer, i will name it bambi, and i will love her with all my heart. forever and ever. i think its funny that the plural of deer is deer.
lauren
i remember my mom always singing that doe a deer song when me and my brother were kids. thats the first thing i think of when the word ‘deer’ pops up. that and how i fed a reindeer once in a petting zoo. it was cool.
M
if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all…….
wendy watson
my mom and dad used to go deer hunting together before I was even born. One of the only memories of my father was all the deer heads and other animal heads he had hanging up on his living room wall. I was actually conceived in a tent.
Amy
little bambi mother killed. on the wall in my grandparent’s den. killed by my uncle. so gross. i choked on deer meat when i was young and it really freaked me out. they are really cute when they’re little but they tend to cross right in front of my car a lot.
Emily
They frolic through the forest leaves trails of shivering leaves. The forest stills around them as they bound through the air. Their beauty is mesmerizing and they represent the purest form of the animal kingdom.
Vic
Running through the forest hiding in the leaves doe eyes like my own innocent, a backyard menace, soft and timid, leaping over fences like nothing, eyes wide in the glare of headlights, east coast forests, dipping heads drinking from springs
Dana
Deer always confuse me how they love to be around people, yet the closer you get, the more frightened they become. It reminds me a lot of the way men act around women, supposedly we love them, but the closer they get, the more distant we become.
Ibrahiym
there once was a deer that ate kittens. people were very made about the fact that he ate kittens but he couldn’t help the fact that they looked like peanut butter covered tree bark.
Anonymous
I am a deer in the headlights. I have no direction because I’m stunned at the proverbial future; the car sitting right in front of me. It’s coming, it’s loud, and it’s even more fast paced than I’d imagined.
Katie
I think of that commercial with the family driving in their green hybrid car through a wood full of grazing deer. It’s beautiful, because the car is green, and the trees are green, and so are the twigs and the light streaming through the leaves so you would think a kid took his fingerpaints and went crazy over everything. Except he only had the green kind. Anyway, a family’s slowly cruise-controlling through the wood, and the grazing deer don’t seem to mind; I guess it’s because the Hybrid’s engine is so quiet and/or its coat is a lovely shade of green so it blends in well. The deer don’t seem to mind, and the family seems to love their hybrid car, but I wonder, would I buy a hybrid car just so I could look at deer? Please.
g, again
a deer in the headlights. dazed confused so hopeless like us all.
desertcricket
do a deer a female deer, re a drop of golden sun, mi a name i call myself, fa a long away to run, so a needle pulling thread, la a note to follow do, ti a drink with jam and bread, that will bring us back to DO!
czarinakaye
The deer stood before me. I stared. My eyes locked on it’s. It glimmered in the sunlight, as though it were some divine being. The deer and I were one.
gahoolerox
The deer in the headlights look doesn’t become you, dear, though you seem have it a lot.
I couldn’t believe it. My life was complete. My deer body sprawled across a vast ocean known to the common man as road. Never again shall I gaze upon my child, for he is cursed to a life of struggle.
Deer Angie,
This greeting is not a sign of care, I am merely pointing out you are “Deer Angie” and that I should probably look out for you while driving near forested areas.
She didn’t swerve. I was in the middle of a story of exasperation, and just as I delivering the biting punchline–the car hit it. We shook with horror and sadness. Poor deer. And quickly resolved to tell my husband that I hit it (he hates her enough already).
I never did finish the story though.
A deer. A stupid meal caused the accident that changed our life. Why did it dart out like that, causing our car to swerve into the other lane? I should have shot the sonofabitch when I had the chance. I didn’t. It’s too late.
My friend Jordan is afraid of deer. It’s kinda sad because deer are not really that scary. They are just as scared of her as she is of them. Although she will eat deer. She claims it as revenge against Bambi.
It could have been a deer I suppose. There was so much blood on the highway. The carcass was gone now, but whatever it was, it was big. That much blood couldn’t have come from a skunk or a possum. And deep down, I couldn’t help but wonder if it had been a person.
VUSGDBFHLI KDEWDS
deer drive me crazy! they are WAY to overpopulated where I live. always eat the flowers, destroy the garden, AND sneak around late at night, waiting to jump out in front of the car soon as you turn that dark corner. grrrrrrr
oh my good. BAM. the deer hit the car. bob and greta got out of there car. greta began to cry as teh deer slid down off of the hood of the car and onto the cement
Deer are amazing. There are does and stags and little fawns. I love them however, my dogs don’t. I wish they would stop being hunted. Have you ever seen a deer? You will understand how I feel. When you do.
Deer are brown. They are wild and live in forests. I like deer. one time one came up to the office and was getting ready to jump into the window. Had to close the curtains and hope it went away. Deer babies are called fawn. Deer are common where I live because we have warm somers and cold winters. You can see them sometimes at the local park, but not often since they don’t really like people.
AHHH! Theres a deer. Theres a deer in the middle of the road. He wont move. His eyes are the size of oranges. Hes like an ice sculpture. Move deer. MOVE. uh oh….BAM. bye bye deerie.
megan and i almost hit a deer one time it was pretty effin scary. then the other day my mom and i saw a family of deer waiting to prance on to the road, it was pretty effin scary too. except the time with megan was scarier cause we legitimately almost hit the deer. haha!!! glee is on tonight.
deers run in the woods. they are brown with big brown years. the stop in the middle of the road to stare at you while cars whiz buy. causing you your life and theirs as well. Bambi, never saw it.
Deers have lots of antlers, and they live in the woods. Sometimes people run over deer. That kinda sucks, poor deer, byeeeebyeee. you be bleedin urrwurr. Uh do you think you can eat a deer? i keep on wanting to write “dear” its fucking annoying. So im not gonna correct myself next time i do.
deer in the head lights, stunn, hesitation, pause, action. result. consequence. various events occuring within a split second, flash. and everything is changed.
The police were covering up something with a sheet as we drove up the grade. I did not see the dark hapless shape. Looks like a deer”, nona said. I didn’t say it out loud, but for her sake I hope it was.
When my little brother was born premature he almost died. On the way to the hospital to visit him my family saw 2 baby deer standing on the side of the road eating. We knew that he would be okay. And he’s now a healthy 19 year old without any health or learning problems. :)
monster me.
monster me.
The shot rings out.
A father is dead.
The shot rings out.
A creature not breathing.
monster me.
monster me.
The deer fell away from my headlights, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew if I hadn’t swerved things would have been a little messier. If she hadn’t screamed at me, I wouldn’t have even seen the deer. This would have been the third deer to die at my hands in a year.
as the deer panteth for the water so…I panteth for water. OUt here I’m less inclined to sing and more inclined to seek. It’s been 2 days, now, and while the colonists on the radio are hopeful, I’m not so sure. I can see for miles with these binocs, and nothings looking promising. But they say hope springs eternal, right? For springs, especially
frolcking with deer, bambi, innocence, forest, side of the road indecency, sad, nature, introverted, shy, playful, image of innocence,
a deer in head lights!? oh shit what do i do? speed up? slow down? either way my car’s wrecked. dammit. and i just got it for my 16th birthday. Dad is not going to be pleased. A DEER! CRASH!
beautiful. running in a forest of sun!
running
i hate deer. once i saw a deer frolicking freely through a meadow and pausing to drink at a small pond. i gazed at it in it’s majesty. it’s natural beauty. it’s trancendent quality to carry through the ages. then i backed up over it.
deer are pretty. deer are innocent. they have babies called does. if i ever have a deer, i will name it bambi, and i will love her with all my heart. forever and ever. i think its funny that the plural of deer is deer.
i remember my mom always singing that doe a deer song when me and my brother were kids. thats the first thing i think of when the word ‘deer’ pops up. that and how i fed a reindeer once in a petting zoo. it was cool.
if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all…….
my mom and dad used to go deer hunting together before I was even born. One of the only memories of my father was all the deer heads and other animal heads he had hanging up on his living room wall. I was actually conceived in a tent.
little bambi mother killed. on the wall in my grandparent’s den. killed by my uncle. so gross. i choked on deer meat when i was young and it really freaked me out. they are really cute when they’re little but they tend to cross right in front of my car a lot.
They frolic through the forest leaves trails of shivering leaves. The forest stills around them as they bound through the air. Their beauty is mesmerizing and they represent the purest form of the animal kingdom.
Running through the forest hiding in the leaves doe eyes like my own innocent, a backyard menace, soft and timid, leaping over fences like nothing, eyes wide in the glare of headlights, east coast forests, dipping heads drinking from springs
Deer always confuse me how they love to be around people, yet the closer you get, the more frightened they become. It reminds me a lot of the way men act around women, supposedly we love them, but the closer they get, the more distant we become.
there once was a deer that ate kittens. people were very made about the fact that he ate kittens but he couldn’t help the fact that they looked like peanut butter covered tree bark.
I am a deer in the headlights. I have no direction because I’m stunned at the proverbial future; the car sitting right in front of me. It’s coming, it’s loud, and it’s even more fast paced than I’d imagined.
I think of that commercial with the family driving in their green hybrid car through a wood full of grazing deer. It’s beautiful, because the car is green, and the trees are green, and so are the twigs and the light streaming through the leaves so you would think a kid took his fingerpaints and went crazy over everything. Except he only had the green kind. Anyway, a family’s slowly cruise-controlling through the wood, and the grazing deer don’t seem to mind; I guess it’s because the Hybrid’s engine is so quiet and/or its coat is a lovely shade of green so it blends in well. The deer don’t seem to mind, and the family seems to love their hybrid car, but I wonder, would I buy a hybrid car just so I could look at deer? Please.
a deer in the headlights. dazed confused so hopeless like us all.
do a deer a female deer, re a drop of golden sun, mi a name i call myself, fa a long away to run, so a needle pulling thread, la a note to follow do, ti a drink with jam and bread, that will bring us back to DO!
The deer stood before me. I stared. My eyes locked on it’s. It glimmered in the sunlight, as though it were some divine being. The deer and I were one.
The deer in the headlights look doesn’t become you, dear, though you seem have it a lot.