Assignment 10- Gloria Dietz

I'm not good at telling ghost-story-like things but here's my attempt:

It was a cold, dreary Thursday night. The sky  was pitch black, and the wind was whistling.  I had forgotten to take out the garbage earlier when it was bright outside and now had to take it out in the pitch black night.  I quickly collected the garbage and grabbed my phone on the way out to use as a flashlight.  Living in the country, our driveway was a longer than usual, about 400 feet from the house to the road, and had no significant lighting coming from the house or the road.  As I was walking down along our driveway, towing the garbage bin behind me, I heard a loud noise above the regular chatter of the night coming from my right. I immediately turned off my flashlight and crouched behind the garbage bin with my back to the bin and the direction of the noise. I thought that if I had my back to the bin I would be able to see everything surrounding me and nothing could sneak up on me. I quickly took the pencil out of my hair that I had previously used to scrap together a quick bun and held it like a knife ready to stab.  After a minute I didn't hear anything and stood up, thinking to myself that I was an idiot. Suddenly, I heard the noise again.  I instinctively went back to my position, ready the stab, with my pencil, anything that came near me. A moment later a large moving object leapt a few feet away. I quickly turned on my flashlight to discover it was a deer. The deer ran past me straight down to our ponds and then out of sight. It had clearly been more scared of me than I was of it.