My Adulthood Adventure Story : My Childhood Adventure Story

I have already planned to work in a bank or related field of work where I can just advance when I obtain my degree. Furthermore, I also plan to settle down in Georgia and find my own place to live along with a house. After being monetary situated I plan to go back to college to get a second degree as a nurse or a sociologist. My plans are to give back to my community either through my work or my church afflictions. I plan to work with charity organizations and people that may be in need. My goal is to help someone and make a difference in their

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.

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.

My time at Sam Houston High School can be described as completing complicated and something I would never do again. However, that glorious end is in sight as I look at working for the good while of my life I think I would really enjoy myself with the amount of progress I would be making. While working, I plan on becoming really stable to do my own things. After, I hope to maybe go to a community college, with a concentration in Business Management. After completing my degree I plan to maybe own my own company or store.

After high school, I plan to attend college for four years, and find a part time job during my time in college. While I attend college, I also plan to continue trying my best to have good grades and a good rank. After college, I plan to find a long term job, and or return back to school to obtain a PhD.

What would happen next?!  She began to go down, she put one foot down on the next step.  The ladder began to wobble Chu-yi, holding on tightly stops moving ,and the ladder is still.  Chu-yi knew that could have been bad.  She makes it half way down the ladder while her heart is beating like a drum.  Chu-yi starts to hum the swift birds's song to calm herself. Bang, Chu-yi hears the sound and hurries down the ladder.

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.

A mysterious yet beautiful unknown hidden world to human eyes which held the deepest, shimmering eternal blue, just like the finest sapphire jewels or the prettiest earth flowers, hidden deep beneath the dark crystal waters. I was born in these waters, and to the ocean is where I will return and die. I closed my eyes, as I turned my face to the wind. The warm, gentle breeze caressed my bare ivory skin, as I felt the warmth and feeling return to the edges of my fingertips.

It has been two years since you passed. It has been a year since I unearthed your vacant coffin with Oskar. Yet, it has been less than a second since you came to my mind. A day has yet to pass where I do not ponder of you, imagine you. I have seen pictures and heard stories of you, yet it always pains me that I could not have a place within them. I know nothing of you, my own child. In fact, I cannot call you, Thomas Schell, mine. There is nothing of me in you, and that will always be my deepest regret. If I had two lives, I would spend them both with you, as if that would somewhat compensate for the unjust life I forced upon you. A life without a father. Though, a boy need-not be raised by man, when a woman as sturdy as your mother is in place. I

sat in my 8th hour room, staring at the clock, waiting for it to finally hit 3:05. After what felt like an eternity I heard the ring of the bell and a wave of students rushed out into the summer air. Summer was finally here and I couldn’t be happier. I had a whole three months to do whatever I wanted. No homework, no tests, no teachers. I hopped on my bus that would drive me home and deliver me to freedom.

Haha you know what I HATE running it’s so last year though right now I’m glad I’m running, if I wasn’t I would be in jail in the Kingdom or as I like to call it King Dumb mainly because the people there are so rich they don’t believe they need to know anything besides money. Can you guess what I’m doing right now….. “YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE” I yelled as I RAN AWAY from the King Dumb guards who are surprisingly smart I guess it’s only the King and his ‘friends’ which only are his friends do to money. “COME BACK HERE” they yelled, you see I’ve been making ruckus in this forest for my whole life and they still haven’t caught me “WOW YOU GUYS ARE DUMB, THERE’S NO WAY IMMA COMING WITH YOU!” Right now I’m running and jumping from tree to tree making my way towards town so I can lose them.

This was it. I could finally boss someone around and make them do whatever I wanted. I could dress them up and babysit them and be responsible. I could teach and learn and lead them into a life of wonder and excitement. These were some of the things I was thinking when I was told I’d be getting a younger sibling. My parents didn’t get an ultrasound and were convinced the baby would be a boy. Turns out the baby was a girl!

I was playing with my super hero figure when my dad walked by me, he was headed into the kitchen. He looked my way and continued toward the fridge, grabbing some freshly cut peaches from the contained they sat in. My mom had just cut those today, she specifically told me to wait till dad eats some before I can get some.

In drama, story telling, myths, a religious ritual, psychological development and even in life there's a hero's journey. The hero's journey is basically multiple steps describing the adventure of “The hero”. A hero to me is someone who has courage, who did something amazing, someone you can look up to. Even though I am not a typical hero there are times when my life follows the hero's journey with archetypes such as the herald, loyal companion , threshold guardian.

I am an independent individual with my own thoughts and my own actions. Unfortunately, however, I am also a younger sister, and I would unhesitantly and mindlessly follow my older sister anywhere, whether what she was leading me to was into an established university or into an abandoned warehouse. If my older sister asked me to jump, then I would ask her how high. If my older sister told me we were going to spend our Sunday afternoon watching Aziz Ansari on Netflix, then I would bring the popcorn. We sat there, that luminous Sunday afternoon, watching the hilarious Indian comedian remind the electrified audience about the courageous travails and journeys of immigrants coming into America. My sister and I laughed as Ansari bantered about the