Personal Narrative: Growing Up In The Woods

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I was raised in the middle of nowhere. Learning how to hunt and fish as young as I could walk, I've always been a daddy's girl and I wanted to do everything he did, so growing up in the woods was just normal to me. There's no other place I'd rather be, than the woods. The woods have always held a special place in my heart and I love the person I've become because of it. All of the experiences and memories made there, will never be forgotten.
Being raised in the woods opened me up to lots of skills that not everyone has, I'm able to hunt, and shoot a rifle like no other. I've got a spot on aim and I've gotten 2 deer because of it. My first year hunting was in 4th grade, and shooting from 125 yards with my .270 I blew the horn off my what was …show more content…

From mudding in my grandparents swamp with our old quads, to having huge bonfires, with a bunch of friends over to enjoy. I've made a lot of new friends by hanging out with my cousins friends, and the memories are irreplaceable. One of my favorite things about hanging out with my cousins in the woods is that about 2 years ago now, my cousin got an old whale fishing net, and hung it in the trees about 30 feet off the ground. We built a lot of platforms around the top and bottom of the net for people to sit, and chill. My friends and I have even had sleepovers in the nets. The nets are a real cool place, and they're unbelievably comfortable! Everyone always wants to come check them out! My cousins always bring their big trucks to the woods to be 'cool', and to go mudding in them but if they hadn't ever done that I would be never learned how to drive at age 7. In the back of my grandparents woods mainly in my grandpas old Honda car I learned how to drive, and pull the e brake to do a donut in the field. I wouldn’t of wanted to be raised any other way, growing up with a crazy country family is one of the best things I've been introduced too, I wouldn’t trade any of them for the …show more content…

One of the best things we do together is adventure. We'll get our black and camo face paint put on all the camo clothes on that we can find, with our boots and go into the wilderness. We roll around like spies, get my grandpas paint balls guns, and play some pretty scary games at night. The paintball field is right by my house so we'll go on their coarse all ninja like, and pretend we're having a war it may seem kind of stupid, but its one of my favorite things to do, it's a adrenaline rush for sure. The woods is kind of an escape, we tend to put our self in our own little world and that’s what I love about the woods. I'll just go out for a ride on the four-wheeler when I'm stressed or overthinking something, I find myself and when I return back to the house I've calmed down and have a whole new attitude. It's the fresh air and the freedom, my friends love the woods cause they feel the same when they

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