Personal Narrative: My First Bow Hunting

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Personal Narrative “Moments of Decision” “Thwack,” is the noise I heard as the arrow pierces the flesh of the big monster deer I just took a shot at. This day was one of the best decisions of my life to this day. If I wouldn’t have chosen to go on my very first bow hunt, I would have never been hooked on the sport that I love. Hunting is special to me. It is time alone with my dad and friends and I would have never been a part of until the day I made the decision to leave the small town of Orange City and go to a new even smaller hunting town called Bedford. I will forever leave a piece of my heart in this town I often call home. It is where my first hunt took place and where I spend lots of time in the fall. One of my biggest goals has always been to shoot a monster deer. Three years ago, I had my first opportunity when I went on my very first bow hunt. Quite honestly, this may just have been one of the single best experiences of my life. The date was November 11, 2015.
Dad asks, “We are going bow hunting this weekend, do you want to join?”
I thought to myself for a while. I was skeptical about my first ever hunt being a bow hunt. I hadn’t had lots of practice shooting so I wasn’t sure I wanted to go.
I responded after a little thinking, “Umm, sure. What the heck. Maybe I will go down and shoot a
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Bows were in our hands and it felt like we were ready for anything. I had a good feeling about that morning and it turned out wondrous. We walked through the fields of bright yellow corn and we couldn’t see the end of the maze. It felt like we were walking aimlessly in an unknown direction. We soon realize that we are approaching the end of the corn. I see my tree stand that I will be sitting in for the next couple hours, and by this time I am so ecstatic. I know I had a grin on my face as big as the Grand Canyon. I was just so happy to be hunting, especially with my

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