Personal Narrative: How Deer Hunting Changed My Life

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How Deer Hunting Changed My Life I never thought that deer hunting would deeply affect my life. Hunting in my family is as normal as turkey on Thanksgiving. Therefore, my dad did not ask me to go hunting with him; he automatically assumed that I would enjoy going deer hunting. I was seven years old when we sat out on our hunting adventure, but I shot my first hunting rifle at the age of six. Nevertheless, I was as prepared as a seven year old could be. We set out to our hunting spot early in the morning. An early morning frost sparkled in the morning light like a young child's eyes on Christmas morning. The cold lashed at my skin. It was so cold that we decided to hunt out of the truck. Dad’s truck was an old, blue Toyota, which was usually

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