The Deer

(This is inspired by an animation I saw)

First our dog, Max, went missing

He was the there in the evening,

but the next morning he was not

We aren't completely sure where he went

There's been talk in the town of a creature

One who stalks the woods at night

No one has completely seen it

But they say it becomes parts of what it takes

My sister went missing

She was here yesterday evening

this morning she was not

She had said she wanted to look for Max

Of course I miss her

but I don't want to see her again

Because I'm worried that it won't really be her

That it will be it instead

I'm worried it will have her arms instead of deer legs,

her hands instead of hooves

I'm worried it will have her green eyes,

instead of normal dark deer eyes

I'm don't want to see her again

I'm scared that I will

I'm scared that it will be

The deer instead