Pierce's Story

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This is the story of my deer, Peirce.



The forest was eerily quite. Only the chirping of birds can be heard. Peirce the fawn loved to play in the forest, run in the meadows, chase butterflies, and play with other fawns. This day he had been so excited to play that right when he woke up he ran deep into the forest while his mother was asleep. But after waiting for the sound of a deer running though the woods, or to see a deer run around, Peirce could not see or hear anything but birds. The fawn did not know why no deer came out today, so he sighed and headed back. He wanted to see his mother on this silent day. Peirce stopped. He thought he had heard something. For a moment the fawn stood, waiting for anymore signs of something there, but the sound didn't come again. So Peirce kept walking back, when he heard the sound of a deer's hooves pounding the ground. A deer! Which was his mother when he saw the doe run towards him. "Peirce! What are you doing? Get to safety NOW!!" The mother yelled. Peirce tilted his head in confusion.
CRACK!
"Follow me!"
CRACK!
Peirce followed his mother, unaware of what was happening. The fawn heard another crack, and saw his mother's right hind leg bleeding. "Run, Peirce! Run!"
Peirce ran as fast as he could. As he ran he heard two more cracks, no following cracks afterward. But he still ran, as his mother said so. Peirce kept running until he found a little spot surrounded with bushes, flowers and rocks.
The fawn waited for his mother.
Peirce waited for hours. Soon it started raining. Peirce usually liked the feeling of cool, wet rain droplets falling down his back, but this time he didn't. He had waited for his mother for a long time, and he rather would be rained on with his mother. And he waited... and waited...


Peirce could hear the sound of his own hooves clopping the ground. Why did a fool like him wait so long? The fawn must find his mother. Or maybe his mother was looking for him. Peirce was told from his mother that if he ever was lost, he would stay where he is. Which he failed to do. But no matter. This time his mother had to wait where she was, Peirce was finding her.

It took half an hour to find anything. He saw squirrels, birds, and finally, other deer running around again. But Peirce couldn't find his mother. The fawn even looked where he had never been before.
"Mommy! Where are you!" he yelled. No answer. "Mommy!" Peirce could not hear his mother.
"Mommy!" Peirce had finally saw her. She had blood all over her leg and side.
"Mommy i'm here! You can stop playing dead with whatever that was." He said. But his mother didn't budge.
"Um..." Peirce tried to convince her to get up, but she didn't. Tears started to well in his eyes.
"Mommy!" Peirce stopped. He heard the footsteps of... something. "Get him!" The two legged, no fur, no tail mutants snatched Peirce. He screeched his lungs out, but no deer heard his scream. Only a rabbit watched as the fawn struggled. Peirce just wanted to be by his mother, not in this ugly creature's hands. Then suddenly, a yellow light shone on the fawn, and then on the creatures. The creatures slowly disappeared, including the one that held Peirce. Gravity made him fall down to the ground. "Whoa! What happened?" The fawn said.
"Forest magic, young'un." said a voice.
Bayleen's picture

I really like this. It

Sad I really like this. It reminds me very much of Bambi :3 I love that movie...

I hope to see more! -track-
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It may seem like Bambi now,

It may seem like Bambi now, but once I get deep into the story it will be MUCH different. But yes, I agree, when i was writing this I remembered a scene where Bambi was running and his mother was telling him to run faster, and to never look back... great movie.
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T^T aww this was so sad but i

T^T aww this was so sad but i like the way you write definite track ^-^ heh i'll be keeping an eye out for this for when you add more :3
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Yeah I can't edit the first

Yeah I can't edit the first post so heres more, I guess.

Peirce could hear the sound of his own hooves clopping the ground. Why did a fool like him wait so long? The fawn must find his mother. Or maybe his mother was looking for him. Peirce was told from his mother that if he ever was lost, he would stay where he is. Which he failed to do. But no matter. This time his mother had to wait where she was, Peirce was finding her.

It took half an hour to find anything. He saw squirrels, birds, and finally, other deer running around again. But Peirce couldn't find his mother. The fawn even looked where he had never been before.
"Mommy! Where are you!" he yelled. No answer. "Mommy!" Peirce could not hear his mother.
"Mommy!" Peirce had finally saw her. She had blood all over her leg and side.
"Mommy i'm here! You can stop playing dead with whatever that was." He said. But his mother didn't budge.
"Um..." Peirce tried to convince her to get up, but she didn't. Tears started to well in his eyes.
"Mommy!" Peirce stopped. He heard the footsteps of... something. "Get him!" The two legged, no fur, no tail mutants snatched Peirce. He screeched his lungs out, but no deer heard his scream. Only a rabbit watched as the fawn struggled. Peirce just wanted to be by his mother, not in this ugly creature's hands. Then suddenly, a yellow light shone on the fawn, and then on the creatures. The creatures slowly disappeared, including the one that held Peirce. Gravity made him fall down to the ground. "Whoa! What happened?" The fawn said.
"Forest magic, young'un." said a voice.
I have a Master's degree in Wumbology.
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this really reminds me of

this really reminds me of bambi!! Eye
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It always reminds you of

It always reminds you of Bambi...
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arya12's picture

I just wrote a story based on

I just wrote a story based on yours (please don't be mad!) but I used the crack idea sorry! Shocked
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Everyone uses the crack idea.

Everyone uses the crack idea.

Whats your story?
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