Cole's Descriptive Essay: Behind The Owl

As the alarm clock went off at 3:30 am Cole Slid out of his bed and started getting ready for the long all days sit. Cole is going to sit in the box blind where he shot his buck with the bow and hope the big 12 pointer comes out. As the sound of the buggy faded into the distance, Cole Climbs into the box stand evan without light Cole can see the silhouettes and shadows of deer already filtering out into corn. Cole is just hoping and waiting for legal shooting light to see if the big 12 is amongst the herd. Then, the unmistakable noise of a grunt makes Cole jump, It was a loud deep nasally sound as it comes closer and closer Cole strains to to see the deer but the light was not there for cole and as quick as it came it left, Cole is sitting there left to

A stick snaps on the edge of the field Cole peaks out the window. There standing 15 feet from the blind stand a buck so majestic he almost doesn't seem real. The body looks like that of a mix between a moose and a deer. The antlers are bigger around than pop cans. Cole digs through the back of his mind through trail camera pictures and remembers this is the old giant. Cole grabs his shotgun and settles the sight on the shoulder and as he squeezes the trigger a click , Cole for got to chamber a shell. With a quick movement cole jacks a shell into the chamber. The buck stops and stares into Cole’s eyes and bolts Cole put the barrel out the Window of the blind and gets on the deer and with a loud meah stops the deer to a trot and Cole takes a breath and pow! As the smoke cleared Cole scanned the wood edge for any sign of the deer when his eye come across brown Cole picked up his head and there standing in the field staring back at him is the 12 pointer that has eluded Cole all season. Not knowing if he hit the buck there is nothing Cole could do besides watch the giant buck. After 2 hours the buck feeds off the field and disappears into the woods after taunting Cole like he has always seems to have