Personal Narrative Essay: Spending A Day In Hunting

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Some people think spending a day in the woods is relaxing and peaceful. I used to think that as well, until I went turkey hunting. Spending a day in the woods hunting with my brothers was frustrating, hard, and aggravating all at the same time because of the mistakes I made. It was a life changing experience. Hunting will get your blood pumping and your heart racing you’ll end up wanting to go turkey hunting more than you ever thought you would.
You might think it’s a little insane to wake up at four thirty in the morning to escape into the woods, get bitten by all kinds of bugs and get filthy. But it’s what you have to do if want to hunt you need to get there before others do. And you also need to find a spot before the turkeys wake up to sit and call them with a turkey call known as a box call. But there is one downfall, you can’t shoot till the sun comes up. That’s a long wait from four thirty to six o’clock am. It was worth the wait and excitement of hunting with my two older brothers. They picked on me and teased me, but they are my brothers and that’s what they do.

My brothers told me that I would see many things that I couldn’t in the woods I never really believed them till that night. We witnessed an unidentified flying object while we were finding a place to call the turkeys. Bubba took a double glance up before he says some words that shouldn’t be repeated, but at that time we all looked up at this bright “star” moving from side to
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But it’s also rewarding when you hang around long enough to get what you came for; and have the perseverance to not give up when it gets a little hard and challenging. The excitement of being in the woods during the day was the best feeling I’ve ever had, it was relaxing and energetic at the same time. I also learned that my brothers may give me a hard time but they will also try their best to help me accomplish a

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