He grasped the trigger, and shot. ‘’Bang,‘‘ the bullet exploded with power right out of the gun. Jamie looked up to find his trophy buck, but he could not see it. Although he knew to wait fifteen minutes, his eagerness took over and Jamie left his spot. Being cautious to make as little sound as possible, he dashed over to find the spot where he shot the buck. The buck was nowhere to be seen, but something else important was there. It was blood, staining the ground dark red. He pierced the deer right where he needed to, in the heart. He followed the trail of blood like a cheetah stalking its prey. Then, Jamie spotted the creature, lying on the dirt, it was marvelous. He had got his first buck. Jamie proceeded towards the buck slowly, and steadily.