It was a cool November morning, and I was wondering through the woods.
The leaves wore dark red and sepia hues and I could smell the cold in
the air. But really my mind was totally focused on how much I wish I had
packed a piece of bubble gum.. I really wanted a piece of bubble gum.
Suddenly I heard a snap directly behind me. I turned to see the large
hulking mass of a deer’s ghost. It stood silent and stiff. A very low
audible sound whispered through its lips. The large black eyes slowly
closed, and reopened. When cats did this. They are telling you they
trust you. But I don’t think the deer doing it meant that. That’s when I
chuckled. I realized what was going on.” Sorry deer. Your not the
ghost.. I am.” I waved to my living friend, and turned back to my walk
in the forest.
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