December
"Mom! I am going out," I yelled as I left the house for my nightly hunting trip. "OK be safe", she yelled back from the living room. We had been decorating for Christmas all day. On December 1 we always decorate. I love doing this.
As I left the house I felt the cool air in my face. This reminded me of the science project I have due Tuesday. It is on the artic.
I arrive to my favorite deer stand. The one my dad built me before he died. At first I just see a doe. The rest of the afternoon is sluggish. I only see birds so I decide to turn out. As I step out of the 15 feet tall stand I hear a crunch in the leaves. I turn around to look and lose my balance. Everything goes black.
