Drawing courtesy of Nathaniel Brislin.

Meeting Creek, a small Hamlet with a population of only 21. Though this small sleepy corner of society in Central Alberta was home of a sighting that it’s residents wish it never was a part of. Meeting Creek, is located just off of Highway 56 and it’s something that looks like a living version of a Rockwell painting. Though on the night of August 21st of 2018 as the sun began to rise up to the sky and erase the unknown darkness that is the night.

As there are breathtaking sights to see by means of scenery. I spoke with a retired Librarian who wanted her name omitted from this article out of fear of ridicule by those around her. Seeing something like the Deerman would make one appear a tad bit off. This isn’t anything new as many of those who have seen Bigfoot or the Lochness Monster have gone through they’re fair share of ridicule.

It was early in the morning and she awoke to her routine of making herself a pot of coffee and making her breakfast. Though she lived alone she never felt scared, but when that moment came on that fateful day when only but a double glass pane window separating her from what could only be described as a creature not of this world.

While she looked out her window as the coffee was brewing there standing just a few yards away was the Deerman. She recalled that it stood perfectly still like a statue, they’re eye’s were locked and neither one of them blinked, and before she knew it the creature slowly made it’s way to the window. It’s none blinking eye’s were almost hypnotic she described. But as this bond was made it was quickly cut off as it turned around and began to make it’s way back to where it came. But not before taking a few of the crab apples from her tree.

Ever since then she has continued to wake up at the same time every single day in the hopes of catching a glimpse of what she said was the most majestic animal she’s ever seen. She never felt fear like the others who’ve reported they’re encounters with the Deerman. But maybe the Deerman isn’t that bad after all? Maybe, it’s just miss understood? Who honestly knows. But as I report my findings on an almost daily basis I’m finding myself having a warm place in my heart for the elusive Deerman. I hope you do as well.