Archetype Monologue

The horn has already sounded and I’m still running. I can feel my blood pulsing in my ears. The sounds of useless advice feels the air. I continue to run. I come across a cave and ran into it. I gasp in shock and as I walk into a lab filled with mindless people editing videos. A film crew rushes at me and says, “If you were able to be in Divergent, which character would you be?” I shake my head in confusion. I attempt to back up slowly, but they grab me and place me in front of a computer and yell, “Edit!” The slam the headphones on my head and everything becomes a blur.

1. The bodies of the family were buried at the mausoleum. 2. Looking at the candle before me, it was hard to imagine that it was made from the tallow of a sheep.

I am fixing my hair, and humming along to a song I heard on the radio, when I hear the concert start. I heard the announcements begin and the lights go dim. There was people all around me. People tripped over cords or called out demands. Some had microscopic mics

In this essay, I will be analyzing a character from the play Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. By seeing how intense the passion was between Romeo and Juliet in this play, it’s not hard to see that the main theme of this play is love. The character that I will be analyzing will be Tybalt. The tension between Tybalt and Romeo was significant. So much so, that Romeo killed Tybalt later in the play which resulted in him being tossed into exile by the prince. What indirectly caused this fatal encounter was when Romeo attended the Capulet’s ball and Tybalt wasn’t too happy about his presence. In this essay, I will go into more detail about the two ways how Tybalt affected the outcome of this play.

Toxic The air reeked of alcohol, the intoxicated breaths of young people colliding together over drunken slurs to create one distinct scent. She kept her head low as she made her way through the maze made by the seemingly endless crowd. Full of regrets, she was doing all she could to

It had been the 5th night that the devil had spoken to him, the bright white snow outside his window, the shadow of a tree that’s casted inside Shong’s room haunts him with illusion of the day we met. I was like his best friend, I walked where his shadow

In my everyday life I strive to be the best person that I can be, I try to be my own person, and try not to care about what anyone thinks about me. Although this is the motto I try to live by, it is not always the case. I

“Concentrate, Aiden!” He clapped his hands. “Please you really need to focus. This is important. Children have to be careful when they venture into the forest. There’s a pack of wild, voracious wolves with gaping mouths reeling with fangs and forked tongues each as thick as my wrist. They roam the woods, ten feet or more, and then hung in the trees, breathing raggedly tasting your scent, considering how best to devour you. As a matter of fact only, the other day several of them snatched a baby elf out of its sleeping mother’s arms and thrashed the poor little dear to pieces.

“For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.” Isaac Newton’s Third Law of Motion tells the stories of Taylor and Equality beautifully, as an immense amount of conflicts and actions end up sharing a reaction; for example, setting the human race back to the dark ages. Along with human advancement eventually setting technology and life back thousands of years, these two stories share another element: love. It may create actions that someone would incline to do in a normal mindset. However, a gigantic misconception about all literature happens to be that the hero archetype has to always succeed, which goes against Anthem’s story. Human advancement creates a downfall in almost every instance in literature, falling hand in hand with love summoning ideas that would usually be nonexistent.

I push the cracked oak wood tavern door open. Eyes sweep across the room falling on me. Wearing a dark hood and cloak concealing all but my piercing ice blue eyes and half of my nose. My wide chest, wiry arms, thick legs and my two swords also hidden away

I never believed that I’d ever be able to escape my past; and I was right.

At last, the caravan is ready to leave. There were many chores I had to take care of over the last few days, luckily my parents helped me out. They have been on the silk road before, so now i'm off to take their place. My goods had to be loaded on the camels very early this morning. I cannot wait to go all the way to Rome, my husband was going to take me to do this but then he passed on and I haven't traveled since. My mother started to cry, while my father wiped his tear away, my mother kissed my daughter and I, it was time to set off. I told my parents I would stay safe and they gave me a final hug, I got on my camel and we started to move. I looked back and through the morning fog, I saw my parents waving I waved back and they were

Surrounded by crowds of people sharing the same thought; are we really getting home today? Pepsi is too anxious. Vomiting all over himself and his new uniform. Sunshine lays into him, cussing and screaming. Laughter erupts! Growing rowdier as Doc yells “No matter what don’t stop us now, I’ll fix him”. Close knit groups of friends are scattered around having vivid discussions of the first thing they are going to do when they’re finally off. Grady chimes in on a conversation with his deep southern accent trying to imitate his favorite musician, DJ Screw saying “Man shiiitttt first thing I’m going to do is grab me a bottle, some shrimp, and sit my ass in the tub”. Craw Daddy can’t help but tease Grady, by reminding him to lay off the alcohol

Analysis of Archetypes Once there was a woman who told a story. However, she had more than just an entertaining tale to tell. She chose common images that everyone would understand, and she wrapped her story around them, and in this way she was able to teach the people . . .

In my point of view, the boy was not prepared for his adventure to unknown. Even though he was shepherd who traveled everywhere near his hometown, he did not encounter any city where they speak deferent language or a new culture. One reason supporting my idea, he went to a new continent that he does not know anything about it even what language they speak. In the other hand, the boy learned a lot from his mistakes so he did not give up and continued his journey, “I am an adventurer, looking for treasure”(42) the boy said to himself. He started working to gain some money for his journey to Egypt. After that, he went to caravan where people are grouping for a trip to Egypt. That means the boy felt that he is ready to explore the unknown although