Chapter 2: You should be scared

I got outside and my mum was practically screaming from 100 yards away at me and in her words of pure freight ."GET THE FUCK OVER HERE CORY!!!!"I was a actually very surprised because my posh English mother never swore compared to my hardcore American Dad.I sprinted bare foot getting cuts and grazes from the rocks telling me to stop. I got there basically huffing and puffing as much as someone who vapes does. I finally pulled my body up to but stopped by the decaying,awful smell of an animal. I realised why my mother called me over. Her face was deeply horrified at the sight of this. I rolled my eyes up forcing my neck to follow my eyes deepened into my face as pure sickness hit me like a truck on a freeway. T-T-This m-mutalation of this poor deer who lay limp and in pain seemed to harsh to witness. My mother couldn't stand it and ran inside hold a handkerchief to her nose, as if she were about to vomit. I turned back and its organs were showing and it's blood painted upon the grass as if a warning to not be here. I couldn't help but look at it it just looked mangled and horrifying....