I'm.. having an emotional breakdown right now.
Just went out for a walk with the dog with the family in a place like, ten minutes drive away. Had fun.

But on the way back, a deer ran straight under our car.
There was just nothing we could do. I'm still crying about it now >_< I'm bad with things related to death and such...
Basically, there was blood everywhere, the deer was still alive though. So my dad had to get out the car and move the deer, at the same time trying to find something he could kill it with and save it the pain while I had hysterics in the back.

By some -really- weird coincidence, two minutes later someone stopped, having seen the blood on the road. Turns out they were a deer hunter, and had a rifle with them.

I'm just feeling really messed up over it. It wasn't even really a big deer, it looked pretty young...

It's really weird though, because the car that we were in is most definitely cursed.

Three years ago we were hit by a motorbike in it. ( Yes I had hysterics then too.. I'm still paranoid about going in cars or when there's a motorbike around. )
The year after, nothing much happened, apart from the car running into posts and walls and the like.
this year, we got hit by another car in the meadowhall carpark. Then later in the year, my mum was driving with the horse trailer (with two horses in it) and the trailer tripped over. Yeah, the horses managed to get out with a few cuts and bruises, nothing too serious, which was really lucky.
And now this. It's kind of creepy, really.