Hunting
by R.
Well, it all started 31.08.95, when the world as we know it
changed – the day I was born.
Let’s fast forward to one week ago.
We walked to a block of land that my family owns. We walked
and walked till our legs gave way.
My step dad and I went for a hunt. We shot many little
animals such as rabbits, possums and a baby deer. But after some ridges we saw
a deer standing about 50 metres ahead.
I stopped.
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