BOOM. the gunshot rang through the tree's like an echo in a cave.I calmed myself from the buck of the 22 rifle I got just yesterday. As I took my eye away from the scope I could feel my heart racing, it felt like it was going to pop out of my chest. I could hear my friend amanda screaming in the backround " you got it, you got it ann.Amanda had long beautiful flowing dark brown hair which went down to her back with a fair face she had been my best friend since we where in second grade"." Wow that was frightning, and exciting." I replied with a tone of excitement in my voice. turning away from amanda I smiled as I saw my first deer lying on the ground in front of me. As I approached my trophy I took out my pocket knife, and two hours later I had all the good meat packed up in my cooler and ready to go, as amanda packed up camp I finished packingup the truck and within two hours we were all packed up and ready to go back home even though it was a whole day earlier than we had previously agreed with our parents. Me being 17 and have just gotten my license and amanda just got her permit we agreed that I would drive on this camping trip. As we were driving home a special news bulletin about a new and grand lake side resort opening right next to lake eerie in Michigan, I turned off the radio and said " hay thats the one my dad inspected, he took me with him, it is so beautiful." The rest of the trip was continued in silence.(except for the radio.) As we pulled in to amanda's driveway her mother was sowing on the porch, when she heard the truck pulling up she set her sowing down Mrs. Sparks a middle aged woman with beautiful dark brown hair sitting on her shoulders walked to my window " your a day early." Mrs.Sparks said sounding a little surprised, " well I got my first deer today." I said very excited. "I am so proud of you ann!" Mrs.Sparks said in a excited tone. As amanda got her suit case we said goodbye and went home feeling pretty proud of myself. When I got home dad was waiting for me, " your early" my dad said. My father being in his late fortys had jet black hair, " ann," he said in a firm voice." you have a new mystery."
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