As I wait
With my eyes looking around like a hawk waiting for its prey
My ears open
Ready to strike
Hands sweating
Then I hear a sudden sound
I spin around like dreidel on hanukkah
Nothing but a couple of lousy squirrels
The first hour passes
Then the second
Then the third day
Still nothing
Food running low
An animal must die so I can survive
Thinking I might die in the woods
Then I hear a loud sound over the next hill
I look up
I see a huge rack of horns
I scope in
I finally see a deer’s dark right eye
The eye is like a small black hole
BANG
I miss to its left
TCH-GCK
I reload
I scope in again
I take a deep breath
BANG
The deer drops like a sack of potatoes
I scamper over to my kill like a cheetah
Atlast I beat the Wild
-Riley Mitchell