Personal Narrative: Hunting At Home

I always enjoy getting to spend time with my family, but at the moment I wanted to spend every second with Cameron. When Cameron asked me if I wanted to go hunting with him, my first thought was yes. I always wanted to go hunting, and there was no one I’d rather go with than him. My mom had other plans, though. I don't usually fight with my mom, but tonight was different. She told me it was my decision to stay or to go home. My mom didn’t understand how excited I was to go hunting at the time. I realized my mistake, but there was no going back to change it.

Ding! I woke up this morning to my phone ringing. I checked my phone, it was a text from Cameron, asking if I wanted to go to the JFL game with him to watch his brother play. I jumped out

“Don’t forget to be home in time for the bonfire tonight!”, my mom shouted, as I ran out the door. When we got to the game, we met up with his parents and his cousin Bree. The boys won their game, still leading an undefeated season. His family and I went to Dairy Queen to eat lunch. After we got done eating, we headed back to his house. We all sat in his living room and watched TV for a little while. Then he asked me if I wanted to go hunting with him. I immediately pulled out my phone and texted my mom and asked. She reminded me of the bonfire we had planned, but I kept asking if I could just stay at Cameron’s house. I really wanted to go hunting, it was something I have never done before. She told me it was my choice if I wanted to stay there, but if I did I would be grounded. I decided to stay and go hunting. We started to get ready, I had to wear his hunting clothes, which seemed like 5 sizes too big. If anyone saw me they would have said I stuck out like a sore thumb. We packed everything we needed, drinks, handwarmers, the deer call. We hopped on the four wheeler and then we left. He drove into the

Everyone from the bonfire was still there. I thought that it was just going to be my family, but there was other people too. I was afraid of getting yelled at so I didn’t get out of his truck. I stayed in his truck for what seemed like just a few minutes, but turned out to be around 20 minutes. I realized I had to get out at some point. So I gathered my things together and got out. I saw my mom start walking towards the driveway, I heard her yell “Samantha, get over here!”. “Okay mom!” I yelled back. I gave Cameron a hug, and then walked over to my mom. She started yelling at me, she told me I was grounded, and she made me give her my phone. I wasn’t allowed to hang out with Cameron for a week and I didn’t get my phone back till the next day. I wasn’t to worried about my not having my phone since it was already 10PM and I was going to go to bed soon, and if I really wanted to I could have gotten on my Ipod or laptop. I see Cameron everyday at school, and we never hung out on weekdays. My punishment wasn’t suited for me. Not long after that I changed into my pajamas. My mom told me I had to sit outside with everyone else. All I really wanted to do was go to sleep. It felt like hours before everyone finally left. My mom told me I had to sit outside with my family, I ended up falling asleep in the lawn chair beside the fire. About ten minutes later my mom woke me back up and told me I had to help clean up. I