The Hunt

The day was quiet.

I felt the breeze

Hit my back.

The wind was perfect

For hunting

In the area I was located.

It was nearly

Sun set.

The clock was ticking

At sunset four beautiful deer

jumped the fence.

They bolted to the yellow

pile of corn.

My eyes looked straight up.

Locked on target,

I signaled my dad.

We sat there as two massive

Deer jumped the fence.

I was anxious

to pull the trigger.

I needed one

To come in sight.


The second biggest

walked out.

I quickly put the gun

On my shoulder

And locked on target

I pulled the trigger.


My dad watched

As the deer ran into the trees.

In disappointment I looked up.


The biggest deer was standing

There outside my window.

I quickly put another bullet

in the gun and locked on target.

I pulled the trigger.


I looked up and saw the deer

laying in the grass.

I was so happy

my hands were shaking.

Dad and I walked out to the deer.

We took pictures with my kill.

I put the tag on its ear

to show that I had killed it.

I felt like running all the way

To camp and tell everybody.

I was proud of myself

for the rest of the weekend.

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