Personal Narrative: The Day I Shot My First Turkey

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One day that I will always remember is the day that I shot my first turkey. I went hunting with my dad in a field that we usually hunt turkeys for close to Morning Sun. We went there all of that season and the other three seasons before that. There are four seasons that you can go in the spring. There is also a youth season, you can go that season if you are under 16 years old. I shot my first turkey in 2014 when I was in eighth grade.
My dad and I went hunting almost every weekend of the youth season, first season, second season, third season, and the fourth season. The last weekend was coming up to go in the fourth season so we decided that we would go before school one of the days. We decided to go on a Wednesday before school. We got up at 4:00 in the morning and got dressed and
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I thought I was aiming pretty good so I shot at it. I think I hit it a little bit, but it did not die so I got up and I ran closer to it and it started to fly. I aimed at it again and shot it. I shot it again after that and it was dead. My dad came over to where I was and we were both excited and he got out his phone and took some pictures of me with it. When we were done it was about 7:15 and we started to walk back to the truck. I had to carry my gun and the turkey I shot. I was getting tired of carrying it even though it wasn’t that heavy. When we got back to the truck we put it in the back and put the tag on it. We got into the truck and drove home. When we got home my mom came outside and asked if we got anything. We tried to trick her and say no but we couldn’t because we were both still happy that I shot one. It was about 7:30 and I had to go to school. We waited until after school to clean it. When we did we cut the beard off and it was really small. It was about three inches. We got the meat out and we ate it when my family came over for my

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