Personal Narrative: My First Shot

Then we began to gather our stuff and leave the hunting blind. We started walking to the first deer I shot and saw it was a direct hit to the heart and was an instant kill. But, the other one wasn’t that easy, we had to track its blood trail. Although, we did end up finding it shortly after, my uncle was right, a lung shot. So we went back to his house and got the four wheeler, so it would be easier to drag them out.

I I sat there searching through my phone looking to see if any other people shot a deer. Then I heard it. I quickly shut off my phone and set it down. Louder crunching came from the bottom of the ridge. Once again I set my gun on my lap and waited.

I have to throw away the books I’ve drank, so my dad won’t find them and ask what happened to the words. What would I say “I drank the words cause I’m and ink drinker.” I definitely couldn't tell my dad. My dad is one of those who believe that only God's creatures have the right to roam this earth. If you're not believed to be a creature of god a mob comes a chases you for days trying to kill you. The last one the mob chased out a young girl who her friends claimed that she was a witch. They chased her through 3 different towns trying to find and kill her. Definitely don’t want that happening to me! Tomorrow is the first day of school. I’m scared something bad might happen.

The threshold goblin stood before me, between me and the end of my quest. “You are small, you are weak, you know nothing!” He screeched. My blood started to boil and my anger built. I shouted back, “That’s not true! I’ve learned enough to get this far!” The goblin smirked and said slyly, “Prove it then puny human! If you do, I will let you pass and have the treasure down the path.” I considered this for a moment, realizing that I would most definitely impress him with my development and gain of knowledge so far on my quest. “Fine!” I shot back. “Ask me any questions about my academic progress. And I’m sure by the end of this encounter, I will be on the other side of you claiming my well-earned reward.” I could see the goblin was troubled by

Time passes by without seeing any animals and then at sunset two does and one fawn creep by the apple tree my heart start beating like a drum the cold weather becomes hot. I very slowly rest my gun on the rail kneel on my chair peek through the scope and very carefully place the crosshairs on the doe that does not have a fawn. When the crosshairs are on directly where the deers vitals are located I very slowly squeeze the trigger. After the shot the deer takes off. Then I sit and wait in my stand for only twenty minutes but it feels like years.

He pulled up put the sight about a inch in front of the bird pushed the safety off and pulled the trigger. BANG. The bird fell out of the sky as a huge smile fell across his face. THE

The hunt opened at 6:50. We climbed into the stand and got everything ready, 45 minutes later a deer stood in my shooting lane. I pulled up the gun and my heart was thumping. I found the deer in the scope and slowly pulled the trigger... he then kicked up.

As, I turn to the left of me, I notice an alligator, whose skin looked as rough as a wood. I watch the rusty alligator tried catching its prey. The alligator stared at the deer for about four second and attacked it like a football player. I was clam the whole time it happened. I remember when I was eighteen years old, my cousin took me out to the woods one morning and he taught me how to shoot a deer.

I think shooting the deer was the best feeling in my life. No one will feel it unless your a true hunter. What I realized about myself is that I’m strong and can do whatever I want if I put my mind to it. This experience of hunting with guys the whole time and one other female and getting a deer was so touching. I learned how to live with a mess.

Recently Owen Aerts has been hunting. Owen had shot a 6 point buck. He went hunting to manage the deer population in Lakewood Wisconsin where there was a lot of deer hunters out in the woods on that day ,but Owen got a buck. A lot of people just went out in the woods and sat next to a tree.

We were waiting for these turkeys to come out right in front of us and I was ready to shoot. We weren 't sure if the turkeys were down yet but the first turkey was so we figured they were too. They kept gobbling to each other and racking off in the woods. The trees were shaking and we were getting nervous. Those turkeys never came but they were still in the trees just chilling.

Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area. I didn’t know how many people were getting shot. I just knew it’s not good and that we have to be careful. At first, the campus was like we are unsure, just be careful, and then it took some time till I finally got an email that said stay on campus and were held there for about two hours, I just kept recording.

I have been doing some thinking about our conversation a few days ago and have concluded that I will take you up on the offer! I just sold my old bike and now have some money left over that I can use to pay for those seminars. I am going to see how soon I can get this done, I am going to look at the dates and send my form in.

Hi, my name’s Donovan. I’m 17 years old and graduated this year with honors. I was raised with Christian values in mind, and attended a Methodist school. I was raised in the Christian faith yet I find myself, as with some of my friends who were raised in the same conditions, we seem to be growing farther away from our upbringing as we age. I find myself simply not understanding as time goes by, a complete polar opposite from the song ‘Farther Along’.

It was a taciturn gloomy morning, the year of 1862. The 12th of September. At the end of it, I might be with my family again or buried someplace underground. It was my time to go into battle as soon as I finish saying goodbye to my loved ones. The tears slid down my wife’s face and my daughters lingered into their mother’s arms to cover their dripping faces. I gave everyone one last family hug as my wife said to me “Be careful”.