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It was a b-e-a-utiful day. That beautiful part was what my elementary principle said ever morning. My dad told me something special today was going to happen. I was going to go hunting. It was for youth only, so he couldn't steal my deer. When we got down there, we first had to put up a stand. It was really high up. My favorite part was the tree that we were in. The tree was really old, and it was like a bench. One part of the tree went sideways, then went straight up.
