Hunting
I was never interested in any of the things that Dad and Uncle Fred
wanted to do. They always went fishing, hunting, hiking, and other
things that macho men did. I liked to stay home and read, especially
books by famous authors and poets. Dad never seemed to be too pleased
that I did not follow in his footsteps, I was sorry to disappoint him,
but I don't believe in killing animals.
In November of last year he and Uncle Fred told me that I had to go on
their annual deer hunting trip to Pittsburgh. I hate it up there, it
is always cold and the cabin is old and musty. For my 15th birthday
he bought me a WInchester 30-06 rifle. I acted like I was happy with
it, but guns scare me. Anyway, I packed up my clothes and some books
and headed up to see when we would be leaving. Dad said right after
school on Friday.
IT was a 7 hour drive to P...
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