Personal Narrative: Never Giving Up

Never giving up in tough situations can really bring you far. If you persevere. If you think it through. If you know what might happen if you don’t continue on with what you are doing. As a matter of fact, I was put in a few situations where I was about to give up, but I didn’t because I thought it through and figured out what I could accomplish if I continued. For example, when I was hunting.

One time was when I was just about ready to give up while practicing with the bow outside on the deck, I kept missing. I shot one arrow way far to the left; and the next one way far to the right. It was like when I shot, something moved the target to the left or to the right. I walked down to the target to retrieve my arrows that had been hiding in
He saw that my bow and arrows were scattered everywhere on the table out on the deck. “I can’t shoot!”
“What do you mean?”
“All of my arrows go into the grass and not the target. If there was a game and the point was to miss the target, I would totally win that every year.”
“I can help you, com’on.”
My dad and I walked outside and we sat on the deck for at least two to three hours, perfecting my shot. My final round of shooting I shot ten out of ten into the target and 4 out of those ten were directly in the middle. BULLSEYE.

Another time was when I was out hunting with my dad. There were no deer whatsoever. It was dead silent, not one branch snapped and not one leave crunched for hours. It was like there was nothing on Earth. You could hear the air whispering at the trees, telling the leaves to fall to the ground. And I could see my breath as I breathed in and out. “Can we just go home dad? Im freezing!”
“We will soon
I started packing my things up as I watched out of the corner of my eye, my dad shaking his head at me. And then that’s when I heard it.
A twig.
A leaf.
Another twig.
I looked to my right, behind my shoulder, and a big ten- point buck came walking right underneath the tree that we were in. “Dad!!!” I said, quietly. “Dad look.”
I pointed towards the dear and his eyes followed my finger. We needed to stay quiet so the deer wouldn’t hear us. The deer looked the opposite way than our tree and I carefully and quietly pulled back my bow. The force of the bow almost brought it back to the start as I pulled on it. Finally I got it all the way back. Boom.
The arrow flew through the guide of the bow and straight into the dear. The deer jumped and slouched its back like a cat does when it gets scared. My arms were shaking, my hands were shaking, my whole body was shaking.
I had just killed a deer.

As you can see, never giving up in those tough situations really did bring me far. There are many more memories that I could have told you about, and I’m sure I will encounter more and more in my daily life. Us as humans, can’t just give up on things that we think we will succeed in. And now I know