The Day I Ever Killed-Personal Narrative

Fifteen year old Conrad Clark just came home from basketball practice where he was absolutely exhausted. He is the best player on his undefeated school basketball team. He lives with just his mom and only sibling Thomas after his father had recently been murdered by an unknown killer. As he approached the front door of his massive three story mansion located basically in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a lake and lots of wildlife, a gut punching feeling went through his body. He was remembering what had happened before he left for practice. He got in a huge fight with his mom about his grades in school, and was regretting some of the things he said. He goes through the front door and goes up to his bedroom on the third story. He lays down on his bed and he sees a note telling him that his mom and Thomas, are at a party and will be gone all night. He puts the note down and closes his eyes. About forty five minutes later he wakes up to his alarm going off. He turns off the alarm clock reading 10:30 p.m and is wondering why his alarm went off for no reason. He lets it go past him and goes down to the first floor and turns the television on. He turns on his favorite show, Criminal Minds, when Bang! At that moment Conrad knew that something bad

The next Monday coach gave us practice off so I headed home again. That night I went over to my brother's house and borrowed his shotgun because it had a fully rifled barrel with a scope. This gun was much better than mine. While I was there we talked about where he had shot his deer and where he had saw other deer. I headed home that night with little hope that I would actually get a deer at all. It was really cold when I got up the next morning. I headed out to a spot near where my brother shot his deer. As I walked out the snow covered ground crunched under my feet. I got set up in my spot and settled down for the wait. I was sitting there for about forty five minutes when I heard a noise.

“You okay in there?” concern for his well being this is a trip he thinks to himself. Keeping me hostage feeding him and taking care of his wounds but not revealing themselves. Hunter just shakes his head and replies.

“We’re going to keep him over night for observation. We’ll call you as soon as we have the results on the scan.”

“Well, we will see how well he follows through - it’s been less than 100 days.” Dad replied skeptically.

Hannah looked at her dad with a smile of appreciation. “Well, alright.” Hannah said. Kim opened up the car and they got in. “All you have to do is give it your best effort, so if you

He flashed his head back a few times during our five hour climb, watching me keep up with his long strides. He was waiting for me to give up but each time he turned I looked him in the eyes, silent, proving how tough I was.

“ Alright fine” sighed Kevin, “ But don’t get mad at me when he doesn’t make the team.”

“I’m going to need a full report on his wounds and injuries. Also, I’ll need to speak with him as soon as possible.”

"Aaron was pretty stellar to shoot with." Young says. He came in and gave it 300% and we laughed through most of it. Not sure how any of the shots turned out." He joked.

Mr. Finch shook his head and told me, "I am not much of a shot Cal. I merely fired in the general direction to scare him off. I don't think he'll be bothering us

“You can't run forever ”the bear said.Little did he know that while they were running the deer had thought of a plan.He had remembered some of the other deer talking about a hunter that built a cabin on the north side of the woods.They had also told him to stay away or he would shoot at you,having fatal consequences if he did hit you.The deer thought that if he could get the bear there and have the hunter notice him,he could run off before the hunter could do

“Remember this morning when I said I couldn't play that well and I've been practicing since I was 10”

“Let’s lift up his hoof and check out what he got into,” suggested my dad.

After that we sat in silence for about 20 minutes until the cold began to nip at my feet and the tips of my fingers which made me very restless but I tried to do my best so I would not scare away the deer. When we hit the 60 minute mark I was bored out of my mind, I thought I would go crazy, but suddenly my Father grabbed my coat and pointed out Words the west side of the field that we were watching. I