Deer season is finally here. I never thought that I would like hunting untill my dad took me out one winter. It was early in the morning and snowing like crazy. I was with a bunch of his friends and we were on his friends farm. I was in my spot waiting patiently for two hours when a doe runs down over the hill i fired one shot and missed the deer. Feeling embarresed because of missing the deer I went to another spot. I was satnding there with my thirty ot six sitting on a fence when a deer jumped I fired one shot and bolte another bullet in the rifle. I fired again and missed.
After that day I havent seen another deer while hunting but the next time i do Im not missing.
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