* sorry for bumping; just fixing a pretty ugly error. xc
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It’s been a while since I last wrote. I think it’s all of the excitement. You see, I am now all grown up. And just like that, I feel that a lot of my problems have been solved. Perhaps not permanently, but all of the sudden, I just feel magnificent. I’ve spent the last twenty-four hours prancing around with friends, feeling on top of the world. All of the sudden, strangers don’t seem quite as threatening as they once did – perhaps because they no longer loom over the top of me. Granted, I am still rather small for a deer; but I’m not nearly as small now, as I was before.
I get that from my mom, I think. Being small, that is. I can’t remember her that well, but she’s always there in my dreams. She’s so gentle, small, sweet. Sometimes I hear her lifeless voice; sometimes I see her half-rotten body chasing after me; and sometimes I can only feel her laying beside me, keeping me warm and safe. Sometimes, if I wake up alone, I have a moment of panic. I want to cry out for her, frightened at being so alone. Then I remember; I’ve always been alone. And I stay quiet.
The other day, I bumped into Seth, and he turned into a fawn! I feel much more at ease around him when he’s my size. It’s lucky I can no longer see, or I would be terrified of Seth. He has those huge antlers, you see – and it can be pretty intimidating to stand beneath them.
And a quick question, do they still need clicks to survive when they've reached adulthood? 
