Personal Narrative: My Love For Deer Hunting

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I love to rifle hunt for deer with my grandpa. I hunt mostly with my Savage 243. My grandpa and I are talking about selling it and buying a Savage 30-06. When I go hunting I go with my grandpa. When I went on my first deer hunt I was 10, I shot my first doe with my Savage 243. The doe was fifty yards when I looked down my scope and lined my crosshairs right on the front shoulder. When I pulled the trigger she ran twenty yards, I made a perfect shot on her. We went to pick her up to load her on the four wheeler. She was heavy, but finally got her on the ATV and drove her to the barn. We got the hanger out and cut the back tenden in the legs and the hung him up.

My goal is to become a game warden when I get out of college. I am OK

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