drawing deer

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Jason's POV

I sat there and drew the deer by memory, there were a few parts that were hard to remember. But his blue eyes was something that I would and could never forget. "JASON GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN HERE"!!! I heard my dad yell so I got up and calmly walked to him why get him angrier anyways? That's just dumb.

" yes dad? " I ask him " listen fag tomorrow we are hunting  gonna teach you to be a man" he says holding a gun "but dad you know I hate killing animals!" I tell him "pussy" he says as he walks away

My father was an abusive drunk , he wasn't always like this.....my mother...died in a tragic hunting accident she was shot my another Hunter by mistake. I looked in my closet for the gun she gave me oh so long ago.

I remember my mom explaining the deer she saw earlier that day.

***********Flashback*********

"And the deer had the bluest of eyes they were so pretty " my mother had told me. "Yeah right mom deers only have brown eyes" I said laughing then she said something I would never forget "just because most of them have something in common doesn't mean they all do"

**********End flashback *******

I then gasped "SHE SAW THE DEER TO"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP GAY LORD MY STORIES ARE ON " father screamed loudly "sorry" I yelled back "GET SLEEP WE HUNTING TOMORROW " he yelled I then went to bed




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