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A little boy goes onto his closet expecting to go out into the woods today to shoot the new lil bough he got.

He is so excited as this will be the first time that he gets to use it today..

He gets ready and gets all his lil arrows ready for the day he has planned...

He yells for his daddy with excitment..

Come on... Come on.. Lets go..

No paitence about this lil trip of him and his dad..

They get the targets all ready..

Even pack a lil lunch to go with them on this journey together..

Finally the time has come for them to go..

The lil boy runs out the truck yelling

its time.. its time..

and as they make there trip..

at last they come to the woods..

things started out so good at first..

a lil one trying to hit the target..

After a long while the daddy calls to his son that it is time to eat..

He asked for just one more time..

and with a smile the daddy says that is fine..

all of a sudden he hears the lil boy start to cry..

to upset to be able to talk..

He shows his daddy what happend..

That one last shot was the last..

A lil boy who started out so excited..

So happy..

Something special for him and his dad..

It was only a accident..

He pulled a lil to tight that last time..

A lil boy goes home with not only a broken bough..

With a broken heart as well..