The longest 10 seconds of my life was last November. I sitting up in my tree with my crossbow on a cold late afternoon. It was getting dark and I was about frozen. My tree stand was in my woods not far from my hose.
My neighbor was with me and he was about frozen too. I could see my breath. The metal on my tree stand was like an ice cube.
It was almost dark and my neighbor said that we should get going. I put up my binoculars and saw 12 deer about 100 yards away. I had a deer call and started calling. The deer started to come.
My heart was pounding. I cold hear the deer coming and the leaves crunching under their hooves. I stopped calling until the deer got to me. I pulled up my bow. I could taste the sweat coming down my face. I could smell dirt and leaves. The deer stopped. I took my aim and shot. I saw the deer kick up and run off. After that my neighbor and I went and looked for it. We started to follow the blood trail. We looked up and saw the deer lying there as dead as an doorknob.
I had my phone and called my pap and mom; they came up with my brother. They were looking at doe; it was a really big one. My dad said, "Good job!"
We all couldn't believe that the doe was that big. We got down to my house and started to skin it. My brother threw up. After we got done skinning it, we put it in the shade to cool. My neighbor said it was different from any other deer he has shot.
What I think of those 10 seconds is very different from any other deer I have shot since then.
Every time I hear that someone shot his first deer, I think of mine.
Metzger is a student at Lycoming Valley Middle School.