The smell of pine seeped into my nose filling the air with the smell. Brown leaves crunched underneath my boots as I was walking to the deer stand. The leaves rustled on the ground and blew around into the air and back onto the ground. After a while it got very boring, the stillness that I had to sit there on the chair and just stare at the gloomy and dark forest, every little crunch I would pop my head up and look over, where the sound came from but the only thing that was moving in the darkening forest was a little squirrel that scattered about on the ground searching for acorns. As I was lying down on the hard cold wood. Of the deer stand I started falling into a deep sleep; my dad woke me up and told me that it was time to go to the warm, toasty house of my grandma's.

When we were getting ready to head into my grandma’s house, for supper. My dad shushed me. He was standing there very still, I looked at him and he lifted up his heavy gun a loud sound flung at my ears and I held my small, red, freezing cold hands to my ears. My dad tapped me and told me that it was okay and that I could take my hands off my ears. As we were walking my dad was shining a bright flashlight onto the ground and I saw a big patch of dark red blood, than I saw a dark big figure laying on the ground just a couple steps away from where the dark red blood lay on the cold, hard ground as we walked up I saw it was a doe that was the best time of my life when I got to walk into my grandmas lawn with a deer everyone in my family was very surprised that I was very quiet.

The whole family was outside and my uncle drove the truck up to the huge tree and tied a large rope around the doe’s neck and pulled her up and tied the rope and there the deer hung in the tree, I was very happy because my dad was the only person that had a deer in the tree. Only one big doe was out hanging in the tree I was very proud of myself that I was quiet enough so my dad could get a deer. And to this day my dad still brings me out hunting with him, and now since I am older I don’t fall asleep or cover my ears with my hands.

A couple days after that my Uncle got a big buck. And that was the day we were having my cousins birthday party at my grandmas because we always do for hunting because that’s around when her birthday is, we have cake and my grandmas homemade noodles and boy are those great. Still to this day I am going out to the woods with my dad and since I got older it isn’t boring it’s fun to walk up to the house with a deer on the back of the four-wheeler it never gets boring because you can look at the tree’s the squirrels that chase each other around the woods.

Last year I went hunting with my dad and the squirrel climbed right up in the deer stand and sat there watching us for a couple minutes, my dad finally got that squirrel out of the tree when he said to the squirrel to go away and get out of the stand he left and we saw him chasing another squirrel around on the ground and the first one tripped and my dad and me burst out laughing and we saw a little deer after that and I told my dad to shoot at it and he said no that it was too small. When we got back that night my Aunt had a funny story to tell the family, I always love her stories because she makes them way funnier than they seem.

My aunt said that she looked over the side of the stand and saw a bear standing there and she said he tried to climb up the ladder of the stand, I just burst out laughing because everyone thought that it would be so scary to have a bear climb into the stand and I told her how a squirrel climbed into my dad’s stand and she said that would be a lot cuter than a bear climbing up to where she was. My grandpa was one of the last people to come into my grandma’s house and he had another funny story for us to hear, he told us that when he got out of the stand he saw a huge buck and he went to shoot at the deer and my Aunt started her truck to leave and off the deer ran straight towards my grandpa and he took another shoot and he hit its leg and it still kept running and he never found that deer. Well now I’m 15 and I still hunt with my dad but this hunting year my grandpa isn’t around to find that deer he shoot at last year.

I have one new funny story to tell you about my uncle this time he shot at a fork and it flopped around on the ground so he thought he got it and the a fork walked by and he thought that he was with the other fork but then he saw a fork chasing two does threw the field and he said wow that looks a lot like my fork and he said oh that reminds me I need to check on my fork and when he got over there just a chunk of fur was there and no blood and my aunt was like the deer was just trying to tell you that he wasn’t down and to shoot at him again that fork probably walked past my uncles stand about three times. Well that is my story about this year’s hunting stories and I may have many more left to tell you.

But since you heard this story I hope you like hunting and you will try it out once and see how you like it but first you have to buy a lot of hunting stuff and it is such a work out to get out to the stand because you wear so much stuff so you don’t get cold out in the stand and you have to buy a gun and get a hunting license. It’s a class that you have to go to and you get to shoot guns after you get done taking the test and practicing on what you’re going to do. There are many different kinds of hunting it’s not only deer hunting there is bear hunting and grouse hunting and rabbit and squirrel and many more that you will have to find out when you go hunting.