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Personal Narrative: The Day Of Deer Hunting

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One luminous morning, I woke up thinking it would be a lifeless day, and then I remembered it was the first day of deer season! Then I was boiling over with excitement for the day! I scurried out of bed, threw on some clothes, and smelled the crisp smell of bacon and eggs in the skillet. When I finished eating, I went outside and asked my old man when we were going to leave. He said “ We will depart in a hour and head to our hunting stands.” I considered what I could do for an hour.
So I went in the house and started thinking about shooting the monster buck of the season. It would be a big 8 point and I could mount it on my wall. An hour went by, so we got ready and left. On our drive there I was shaking! All of a sudden, we about smashed a fat doe with the pickup! When I got out of the truck, I grabbed the gun and some ammo and headed into the timber. When I got to the tree stand there was no ladder! “That 's a bummer” I said quietly. As a result of that I …show more content…

The sound kept getting louder and louder. After awhile I see something moving in the corner of my eye! It 's a big buck! I get my Boomstick (gun) positioned and aimed at the deer. 3..2..1.. BOOM! The deer died instantly. Right after I pulled the trigger my hands had a mini seizure. After my hands stopped shaking, I climbed down the ladder and put the tag on the deer’s antler. A little bit later, my dad showed up and helped me field dress the deer. Soon after we got the deer gutted we called my brother and asked if he could bring the ranger so we could take it home. About ten minutes later he showed up and we took it home. I was so excited that I shot the big buck it gave me the chills and shakes. That night I went to bed thinking you don 't always get what you wish for but if you wish hard enough you may get what you want. That day I had a fun time learning about hunting. This was one of the best days of my hunting

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