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My Favorite Place Michael Merigo

My favorite place is being in the woods, hunting. If you have a rough day at school or work or wherever you go sit in your tree stand or your blind. You don’t feel stressed out. Sometimes when I have a bad day in school or just stressed out, I get out my gun and walk out to the woods and sit in my tree stand.

When I am having a bad day, I go home and get my coveralls out and my thermals and put them on. I would get my cover scent so the deer wouldn’t smell me. I would grab my single shot 12 gage shotgun then start walking in the woods. I would hear leaves crunching, squirrels barking, and birds chirping. Sometimes I would see deer jump out in front of me and my heart would start racing and I would just sit there and watch it. When I would calm down I would start walking. The feeling of being in peace and quiet is the best thing ever.

I would be sitting in my tree stand just listening to the birds chirping and squirrels running on the ground. Then I would hit my grunt call a couple of times. After, a couple of doe come out. I didn’t worry about them because I wanted to shoot a nice buck. Well for some reason when it gets too peaceful I fall asleep a lot. I would wake up from time to time and there would be a coupe of doe so I would just fall back asleep. Then I would feel stuff falling on my head and I would look up and down and there would be a squirrel eating about me in a branch. It is cool to see and watch him.

Then I woke up because I heard a big crunch behind me. I looked behind me and there was a big buck walking right to me. My heart started beating rally fast, I got really excited, I started shaking. It’s the best feeling of my life. I would pull up my gin and wait until I got a clear shot and cock the hammer back. I would put y red bead right above the shoulder and squeeze off the trigger.

“ Boom” went my gun and I would wait for the smoke to clear to see if I got him. The smoke cleared and he wasn’t there. I was disappointed. Then I look up to the edge of the field and there he was laying dead. I walked up to him and poked him with the barrel of my gun to make sure he was dead and I was so happy that I said woo woo. Because when I shoot a deer I always go woo woo.

Well I pulled my knife out and started gutting the deer. I called my neighbor and asked him to come pick me up on his four wheeler. He brought the deer to my house. I skinned it and put it in the freezer. He was a nice 10 point. That’s my favorite place to be.