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"M-my name's Leo," Leo said in reply. "Those hunters are my family, but I was never really into the whole hunting thing."

Leo then remembered about the night he shot the deer, or so his Uncle told him. Leo didn't believe his Uncle anyhow.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kill anyone," Leo said tears beginning to form somehow knowing he probably did something wrong. "My Uncle told my to shot at this brown lump of fur, and I did as he said because I didn't want to make him angry. I didn't want to, but I did anyhow. My Uncle went to get the carcass and when he came back, he had a deer carcass, which didn't look anything like the brown lump of fur that I saw through the scope of the gun. I'm sorry. So, so very sorry. I didn't mean to.

"As far as doing anything, I don't think we did anything in here. But it's so fuzzy that I can't remember all that well."