The Deer One day, in the heart of winter, there lived a 10 year old girl. The dirty-blonde haired girl’s dad’s hunting buddies and cousins came over. But in the girl Alyssas’ opinion, they had helped themselves into her barn, in need of something for the doe they caught. Alyssas’ mom, sister, and she were cozy inside their heated little house preparing dinner in their warm and toasty Christmas-themed clothing. Previously, her dad had informed Alyssa that they had hunted and killed a female deer. Alyssa shyly wondered, interested, Maybe I could sneak out there, avoid their ‘important grown people’ comments, and catch a peek without them seeing me. . . ? Finally, after a mental prepping she prompted herself outside. The fifth grader sauntered over to get suited up, her head light with anxious …show more content…
Trudging up the multi-colored tan and brown stone path, realization finally had decided to throw the truth at her smack in the face. Alyssas’ dad, Keith, was joking! Duh! The winter-suited girl scolded herself lightly inside her head. Once she reached the welcoming country house’s closed glass door, she could already taste the delicious dinner cooking and feel the warm amber glow of the fire. As she puffed out a breath of cold air she could see clearly in front of her frozen face, the 10 year old stepped carefully inside and slid off her snow-dusted winter boots. Alyssa panted with effort as she yanked the door to close. Yikes, she complained, I really wouldn’t mind if we made this a ‘pull’ door. “Whatcha doin’?” She recognized the greeting of which had come from her mom. Before the cold girl replied, she stretched out her frozen-stiff legs one at a time, though still on the weaved doormat. “Hmm, nothing much.” Alyssa answered her ‘dinner-busy’ mother with an easy white lie. Seeing the “oh, really?” look in the dark-haired adults’ eyes she instantly regretted her simple
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
The silence was okay, she could’ve lived with that. But it was the coldness that scared her; the coldness suspended in the air between them: her mommy washing dishes in the kitchen, head bent, hair swooped to the side, hiding her left cheek, and her daddy, sitting on the sofa reading the Sunday paper in silent indifference. She was caught in the middle, with her toys scattered around her, shivering at the coldness of it all. She knew.
“Fine by me, anything to get away from you and that popcorn!” Charlie screamed back to her.
This was my last chance to fill my deer tag with a fat deer, and previous to tonight I hadn't seen a single deer. I knew tonight was the night, I could feel it in my toes, and as it turns out my toes were right. The sky was diming like the lights in a quiet movie theater and thats when I felt the shakes take over my whole body. Out of nowhere the graceful buck stepped out from some small tree branches that blocked my view of it until now. It was a silent chill in the way it walked, although it didn’t know in was in that stand, if it did it would’ve been just as shocked to see me as I was
Hi my name ’s Pete, I’m a goldfish the other animals make fun of me but I only have a small memory and My owners are two kids, but they are always fighting. Like right now Luke is pestering Amy, again, uh oh I think it’s getting serious, Luke has her book and is bolting right at me.
School was coming to an end and I thought about how Scout’s teacher didn't want her to read. I couldn't stop reading I enjoyed it too much and so did scout, I wondered if I would have reacted the same way scout did. One day after coming home from school, I saw scout with a Big stash of gum. After she told me how she got it, I started thinking the worst since I am her older Brother. I knew to scout was stubborn and wasn't going to get rid of it so I threaten her by telling her that I would tell Cal which is a fight scout wasn't up to fight. Why would there be gum in a tree and why was it out of all places in the Radley tree? We waited until what was forever for school to be over and for Dill to come. After all Dill had become a close friend
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It was a beautiful October afternoon as I climbed to the top of my tree stand. The sun was shining, and a slight breeze was blowing from the northwest. I knew that the deer frequented the area around my stand since my step-dad had shot a nice doe two days earlier from the same stand, and signs of deer were everywhere in the area. I had been sitting for close to two hours when I decided to stand up and stretch my legs as well as smoke a cigarette.
When Bryce Loski was seven years old, he moved into a new neighborhood. A little girl named Juli Baker lived across the street. She insisted on helping Bryce and his family move in but was a little too pushy and had muddy shoes and Bryce was immediately annoyed by her. Juli was constantly at the door wanting to play; Bryce's dad made many excuses for him for several weeks. Bryce started second grade, Juli Baker constantly pestered him, following him around at school, This went on til seventh grade, when Bryce's grandfather Chet Duncan moves in with the family. Chet finds Juli different, special, kind of girl who's hard to come across. there was this old sycamore tree that Juli loved to climb and no one ever understood why. One day, the owner was going to cut it down the sycamore tree Juli's protest and dismay.
ow this is amazing I have never been behind the scenes of a Carnival look at all these animals. Oh no what was that sound that I just heard it sounded like a horse, oh no it actually was a horse and now it's chasing me and it's fast, this is awful.
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It was one afternoon not to long ago and I got a phone call from some strangers that had no Idea who they were. Eventually I agreed to give them 10 dollars for a charity and you wouldn't believe what happened. It all started when I was watching T.V. and then there was a ring
Come in!” The conniving wolf croaked in his best grandma voice, “That must be you, my dear granddaughter.” Absent minded Little Red Riding Hood, entered the house and set her basket down. She was immediately taken aback by the startling sight of her “grandma”. “Oh my!
Immediately, as my dad and I was walking to the deer stand, my thoughts were that this hunt already felt like any other night hunt I had ever been on. My dad and I together chose which stand we would hunt from the choices on the board. We arrived at the box stand, which was fifteen feet tall, then we climbed in and got comfortable. In the meantime, we were looking around to find any sign of a deer. Meanwhile, as we were sitting quietly in the stand, we suddenly heard something. We could tell that the noise was something running through the trees extremely fast! Suddenly, there she was, a doe, creeping out from the bushes. At that moment, I was only able to see her head. I was getting so nervous, and I didn 't know what to do; however, my dad told me to stay calm and breathe. As she was walking into the field, stopping along the way to eat, I prepared my gun in order to shoot. My dad told me to take the shot whenever I was ready, so within the next couple of seconds I pulled the trigger. BOOM! She’s down! I had shot her; however, I knew I hit her, but she ran
It was the morning of November 22nd, 1998 and as I sat at the table eating the eggs my mother had made for me I was sure today was the day I was going to get my first Vermont buck. I had packed my bag the night before with all the essentials: 2 quartz of water, sausages, snickers bars, extra gloves, extra socks, extra compass, knife, matches and extra bullets. I was excited and yet tired at the same time. The three-week deer season had taken its toll on me and it was the last week so I knew how importan...