Cliff-Personal Narrative

Upon arrival he walks through the forest with the noises of many animals echoing throughout. Suddenly, he

Joseph Campbell has a theory called The Hero’s Journey in where an individual is shown in a mundane world, called to an adventure, and goes on the adventure. In the adventure, the individual goes on the path of trials that consisting of making new friends, new mentors, new enemies, facing new challenges, gaining new skills, and new knowledge. When the individual comes back to their mundane world, they are the master of two worlds through their new experiences they've gained in the adventure. The Hero’s Journey has been repeated in literature and films through many years: two examples that have The Hero’s Journey are the films, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief.

I can be certain Cliff Worth intentionally didn't fill the toilet paper on Thursday, Nov.13, 2016  because when i used the same  bathroom at 6:30 am and 1:30 pm two toilet paper dispenser was empty.When I covered his routine Friday the same toilet paper were empty plus 22 additional toilet papers i

To play a role given to us, isn’t fun once we learn of it, however, breaking away pushes us further into the journey. The Hero's Journey, a repetitive process that seems to be in the basic natural structure of every human, and despite any efforts are often replicating it ourselves. Following the journey is simple and sometimes unavoidable. The whole journey is mapped out by Christopher Vogler's The Writer's Journey. Then seen in Dracula, Bedazzled, and Noah. Also, in a easier way Howl's Moving Castle and The Game.

He counted to ten, took another deep breath and set off running, every step taking him deeper into the emptiness of the wilderness. His long legs rapidly eating up the ground beneath him, digging his heels into the soft undergrowth. He was in for a long journey, every step of it alone. The cuts on his wrist stung as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of

Change is inevitable. Whether it be positive or negative, change is constantly happening. More than often change can take you from the known world and spit you into the unknown, where you return a changed person. While embarking on the journeys provoked by change, you are on a hero’s journeys. The hero’s journey was popularized by Joseph Campbell. When describing what prompts hero’s journeys, Joseph Campbell said,

He was confused; he wasn’t allowed to ask any questions as he couldn’t even speak when he stood underneath the three figures. It felt as if his breath had been taken away. He examined his surroundings closer, trying to figure out what had exactly happened. He used his paws to pat down the ground; it was severely wet mud and it began to engulf him as it slowly raised, forming medium size clouds of brown. He kicked away from it to prevent it from going into his eyes, and an even more peculiar feeling took over him. He no longer felt two legs below him; instead, it was just one singular limb. His panic caused even more mud and dirt to be stirred up, making it impossible to see. He squeezed his eyes shut and just continuously flailed his back leg (was it even a leg…?) until he felt cool air hit his face suddenly. He looked around some more, wiping off the water and dirt quickly as he continued to move his leg around. He attempted to calm himself down since he found himself sinking and a bizarre natural instinct kicked in. Before he knew it, he was gently floating in the wide, warm

The time I tried something was when I was eight. My dad, Mommy Tami, my sisters, my brothers and me went to greece fairy.

Waves lapping against the muddy cliffTrees on the shore stiffBoats cruising cautiously byTrees underwater that used to reach to the sky Better behave, see the sheriff?Water looks like sweet teaGirls coming towards meJump in, make a splashLakeside bonfire turns to ashLaughing, talking, lying with gleeGun shot in the distanceHoller just to be part of the resistanceHeron screeching overheadCatfish croaking on the shore, now it’s deadCrickets clicking in a tranceEmber popping in what’s left of the firePeepers croaking like a choirA firework explodes on the other sidePolice car sirens heard besidePull out, hear the squeal of the

A chorus of howls echoed maliciously from the tree line. The air was dense with night and the humidity dulled Rainsford’s senses. Wolves, or any other manner of beast could be lurking within the shrubbery, their fangs dripping with blood. He jogged to the nearest tree and shimmied up its thick trunk. A rustle came from his left. “Hoo, Hoo!” Rainsford yelped in surprise as the owl took flight.

So I escaped, the zoo, and I saw a sign that said "Cat on trip ta bed, (Caution Cliff Ahead)" "Cats on trips! Yay kitties going to find their beds! I wanna go! I wanna go! Pick me, pick me! Pick me teacher! I want a kitty! Kitties!!!" but of course ya know, I'm dyslexic so like I couldn't actually read it; I nearly fell off and killed myself... Ohh... Caution Cliff Ahead. Anyways, point being, I escaped, and this nice old man walked up to me and said "Halloa there, old chap! Voudriez-vous des bonbons?" He just asked me if I wanted candy. I looked at the wrapper, it was a blank white sheet of paper...boring! He pointed to a piece of paper, it said: P-E-E-C-H (Speed). Oooh, peach flavored candy! Yum! And it was in such a beautiful, boring, white

He climbed a small hill and over the top he could see something shining very bright; it was reflecting the light of the sun. making his way over to it he heard a noise from behind him. turning around he saw some sort of scaled hound. It growled and circled

Then came the day for Luke to set out on his journey. The first thing he did was make sure he said his goodbyes to everyone he knew and then made sure had all of his supplies. Once he was sure that everything was checked off on his list he went to the river that led to The Cliff. When he saw the boat, he jumped in right away. It took about two hours to get to The Cliff and he was almost completely out of water. The Cliff was much bigger and scarier than described. He pulled his out his backpack which held the supplies he would need in order to survive. Luke began to climb, wondering about what could be on the other side. He was about half way when The Cliff began to crumble, he had to be sure about where he stepped or else he would fall to his death. With each footstep he shook ,not sure he should trust any certain move. He was so close to the top just a few more steps and he would be able to see what was on the other side.

I walked along the edge of the cliff, hoping to see any other sign of life. Suddenly, I stopped. There was no more ice in front of me. The path had suddenly dropped down tens of feet below me.

I looked up at the black sky. I hadn't intended to be out this late. The sun had set, and the empty road ahead had no streetlights. I knew I was in for a dark journey home. I had decided that by traveling through the forest would be the quickest way home. Minutes passed, yet it seemed like hours and days. The farther I traveled into the forest, the darker it seemed to get. I was very had to even take a breath due to the stifling air. The only sound familiar to me was the quickening beat of my own heart, which felt as though it was about to come through my chest. I began to whistled to take my mind off the eerie noises I was hearing. In this kind of darkness I was in, it was hard for me to believe that I could be