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Personal Narrative: Hunting

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Hunting
One day at 5:30 I went hunting. I got my bow, jacket, and my mask. I put on my boots and went out to my blind. It was a ¼ of a mile walk. I saw a flock of birds fly over me.
I got in my blind and ZZZZZZ! As I unzipped my windows in my blind. I got an arrow in my bow and did a practice run to make sure that I would make any noise when I got up to shoot the deer. I saw a couple of cardinals fly about two feet from me.
I saw a bunch of cardinals all over the place one almost went in my bind. I saw a little bunting buck walk by but it was not shooter. I saw a nice shooter buck a seven pointer with a split G2. I saw a little fawn and a small doe.
I was thinking about what my friend told me about how you take deer poop and corn or deer

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