Dialogue Essay: My Hero's Journey

One weekend, my friend Hannah and I wanted to go on a quad ride during the night. It was during the summer and we were at Hannah’s house and we were bored. So we thought it would be a good idea to go for a ride, so we asked her step dad if we could and he said yes. We both thought it would be super fun to go for a quad ride. So, we get all geared up in proper clothing because it was cold out and off we went.

Watching a film, one can easily recognize plot, theme, characterization, etc., but not many realize what basic principle lies behind nearly every story conceived: the hero’s journey. This concept allows for a comprehensive, logical flow throughout a movie. Once the hero’s journey is thoroughly understood, anyone can pick out the elements in nearly every piece. The hero’s journey follows a simple outline. First the hero in question must have a disadvantaged childhood. Next the hero will find a mentor who wisely lays out his/her prophecy. Third the hero will go on a journey, either literal or figurative, to find him/herself. On this journey the hero will be discouraged and nearly quit his/her quest. Finally, the

As I was hunting through the mystical forest Herot looking for the meal of the night.I was to return to the cave by 9 o’clock to tuck in my precious son to bed.He had a fever that kept on going up and down,and the only thing thing that could help him was a small monster in the forest.I felt this sudden pain in my chest.I ignored the feeling thinking it was just a normal heart burn.I killed the little monster and brought it back home expecting Grendel to be in bed sleeping.I flew into the cave and called out to him.

Zachari's grandmother showed the QP the court documents the probation officer left that reports he has 20 hours of community services, have no contact with the co-defendants, curfew set by the parent, and contact with his probation officer.

“It is a magic spell isn’t it?” A cold gush of air fills the room as a band of officers bursts

When I was a kid, about 5 to 8 years old, my hands would always get cold whenever the surrounding air is chilly. My dad would always tell me to rub them together, like you would in order to make fire. And so I did it. I rubbed and rubbed and rubbed. My fingers grind against each other from the tips of my little fingers to the base of my palm, but none of this worked. My hands still are cold, stone cold. Then my dad said after watching me rub for a whole 3

The Hunger Games, Star Wars, and A Wrinkle in Time all relate to the Hero’s Journey in different ways, but there are also similarities in the approach of Hero’s Journey. The refusal in Hunger Games and Star Wars are alike in the fact that Katniss and Luke’s choice of refusal is for the best of their family. Meg, however, has no choice and regrets going until she realizes that she will get her dad back. Crossing the threshold is different because Katniss has time to soak up the information and Luke just has to leave right away. During the point of the Test/ Allies/ Enemies, the stories are different by the intensity of the events; but they are also alike. The Hero’s Journey throughout the Hunger Games, Star Wars, and A Wrinkle in Time all have many differences and similarities in the approach of the Hero’s Journey.

I never realized how boring and long a car ride could seem when you’re anxious and excited for what’s to come. I never knew what waited down the path I chose, and how easily something can be lost. These events led me to the way I am today and whom I want to be in th future.

The blood moon is a fateful night for all Werewolves, a child born on that night is sentenced for death, but through a twist of fate she is sparred, but her family is not. No one knows what happens if the blood moon child is allowed to grow, yet fate has a way of discovering secrets. Raised in wolf Form Ember becomes a relentless hunter, but what happens when she experiences her first full moon? Will she annihilate all werewolves like the prophecy foretold, or can predestination be overcome?

Thank you so much for the chance to apprentice at the Acton Academy Venice Beach. It was such a wonderful learning opportunity. Getting to work with you and the Eagles taught me so much and will help me greatly on my Hero’s Journey. I cannot stress how much this apprenticeship has changed my life. Getting to be around so many smiling faces was such a gift, and leading a quest about something that I have a passion for was truly incredible.

Screams filled the air. Only then did Jessie Grant realize they were his. He had been having this dream for some time, his dad’s and mom’s death. Before they boarded a cruiser when he was seventeen, his parents were his best friends, now he had nothing.

I did this by rubbing my hands together and breathing deeply. I always do this to prepare for any magical work. I lit the candle, then I touched the malachite with my right hand (my power hand), and I used the words from our textbook in the rite. As I spoke, I felt the earth. I remembered digging in the dirt as a child, feeling the cold dampness of the earth on my hands. I then turned to the east and touched the feather. I imagined standing on a plain, and feeling a cool breeze blowing my hair back from my face while watching a red-tailed hawk fly overhead. I turned south then, and held my right hand over the flame of the candle, high enough so that it didn’t burn me. I could feel the warmth on my hand, and I imagined sitting in front of a fireplace, staring into the flickering flames while the wood popped as it burned. Finally, I turned to the west, and dipped my fingers of my right hand into the bowl of spring water. I imagined the ocean. I used to live on the west coast, and I remember walking through the waves as they washed over my bare feet.

Turning her head of long white-blonde head, Jenna saw her father heading towards her. Hurrying over to him, she crouched down to hug him.

“I will Hannah, I will.”My mom replied as she lit the Roman candle.The flame ran up the candle like an olympic sprinter.It hit the top and sparks flew across the sky.

“ Ugh! Close the shade it's too early for this¨ Jane Ann had walked in like an animal and opened the shade saying that it was time for us to go and get our rights back. I live in a city called New Orleans where the witches once had full control in the quarter, where we were able to walk and practice our magic without having the fear that Marcellus, the most powerful vampire of the quarter, and his vampires were going to execute us. Jane Ann and I, Sophie Debora, belonged to a couvin that was originally started by the ancestors. All of our power came from the ancestors, they wanted us to go along with the ritual that will give us all the power. The only problem was the 9th couvin.