Personal Narrative: The Deer Shooting

It was the afternoon of November 31st, snow freshly on the ground. My dad and I drove to our property, ready to see some deer. Once I arrived at the property, I jumped out of the truck and put on all my gear. You could smell the freshness of the snow, and could almost feel the bitterness in the air. I put on my gloves, and grabbed my gun. I then made my way to the trail to head to the blind. Once we arrived at our ground blind, I gave my gun to my dad, and climbed up the ladder to get into the blind. I quickly turned around to have my dad give me my gun and his. He quickly climbed up, and we both got set up to prepare to shoot at any time. My dad then explained to me what to do if deer come in range to shoot, and I listened carefully, not wanting to mess up if I got the chance to shoot. We sat in silence for about 5 minutes, and …show more content…
I look over to my right through the window, and saw 3 deer eating quietly and peacefully. I tapped on my dad’s shoulder and pointed his eyes towards the deer. I then got up from my chair and grabbed my gun, getting prepared to shoot. Both my dad and myself have not shot anything this season, so this was probably the only opportunity I will get. I was just about to shoot, when my dad told me not to. I looked over and saw a buck standing there, eating the frozen grass. I started shaking, thinking that I might actually shoot something within the next 10 minutes. I grabbed ahold of my gun and got prepared to shoot. My dad told me to pick a spot for me to shoot when the deer walks there, so I pick a big oak tree straight in front of me. The buck started walking toward the tree I picked, so I put my eye up to the scope, and gathered myself to shoot. I blinked, and suddenly he was right by the tree. I lined my scope up, and squeezed the trigger. I heard a loud boom, and saw smoke coming from the end of the barrel. I pulled the gun