My Hero Story

Why would you get something like that? Never mind it is pretty cool. Even though its like 100 feet tall!!! I thought you guys were just going to the store and you came back with a mosterice truck! Is that what took you 5 hours? You are the best step dad ever! This is my step dad troy but his real name is adam but he doesn't like that name. That is why we call him troy. He is always getting stuff for him hos self or one of us. When he buys the stuff he doesn't tell so it is always a surprise.

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.

Good morning brother and sister, I pray all is well with each of you as we continue this series on the children of Israel... we hope if the spirit allows us to end this series this week... When God give you instruction to do something, don’t be greedy, don’t ask tons of questions, and most of all don’t be too lazy and don’t do it...

On August 3rd, 900, my parents found out they were having a child. They prepared for a

Once there was this red house at the end of the street. Who lived in there you ask well there is this 17 year old girl and her mom. The girl's name is Z she plays baseball she loved baseball till one day she went blind because when she was walking home with her friends suddenly there are a gang of girls from her school went to go pick a fight with her.

There was once a time where Americans traveled into a great wilderness known as the West to discover their destiny. They packed up their whole lives and left the familiar behind, all for a chance to discover something new. It is natural as humans to want to discover something fresh and exhilarating, and for me I wanted to unravel the mystery that the West held. The West called to me like a siren of the ocean, and I knew I would not rest until I fulfilled my urge to travel to the West. Like the settlers before me I uprooted my whole life. I boarded a 7 AM flight to a small town just outside of Billings, Montana, known as Huntley. This small ranching community would be the set where I would learn things about myself that I never thought

I got surprised to see that there were several explorers in history. I was going to pass up on Columbus, Lewis & Clark, Coronado, De Soto, Jacques, Samuel Champlain, John Cabot, John Fremont and Jedediah Smith. My name is Jedediah Smith, and I am what is known as a Mountain Man. My greatest accomplishment was finding the Great Salt Lake., and found a route from there to Los Angeles in California. I traversed all of the Rockies, across the deserts to California, and back. I used to be held in San Diego on suspicion of being a spy. I traversed the Mojave Desert, and was attacked by Indians losing several men. Was my traveling important? Yes, because without me, there would have been a lot more dead travelers than there were in the end. I

I was born from the gravel and clay. The clay was kneaded by the hand of the gods, and it was made to be a tool that is capable of taking on infinite shapes. When I opened my eyes in a wilderness, I have seen the original scenery in the world. It is the boundless earth, the vast sky and the city which stand at the distant horizon.

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.

October 23rd, 2002, a very dreadful day for my family… my day of birth. Maybe it was wonderful, but I’ll never know the truth. My dad will not actually tell me what he was thinking in that moment, and I will never hear my mom talk about that day, or any day, or actually anything ever again. I’ll get to the death of my mom later. As I came home from the hospital I have no memory of that, but my earliest memory is around the age of six. Six years old, and sitting on a bar stool. I’d sit, sip a Sprite, munch on some crackers while my dad got shit faced drunk. I remember the small room. Smells of smoke and alcohol fill my nostrils. I sat on a bar stool so long that my butt print was engraved in it, kind of like the fat guy that I used to talk to. He was up

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!

As the soldier left I stood there and thought about what I had just heard. This could not have happened! If Ra would just have listen to what I told him we’d all still be living and perfectly fine. So after a few hours I decided to do something for myself that would give me a chance at surviving. I decided that I would grab all the food I could for myself, and I would set out on an adventure to survive

No horizon could find my skeleton, No search could recover my body My bones sit here, all covered in dust As who I once was is rotting Spiders have left their webs in my cage, I'm always trapped in my own mind.

for Vince, we bought a Harley-Davidson motorcycle to occupy our free time. Riding a motorcycle is a more cost-saving sport. It was also much easier to jump on a bike for a few hours of riding than it was to prepare the boat for a few hours of sailing. Not quite the same, but even so, a great way to have fun.

It smells distinctly of popcorn, or maybe icecream, or possibly waffles, or is it cotton candy? Although my feet hurt, I'm partially lost, and I'm sweating more than a normal person should, I am completely and totally happy. The goal is to make it across the entire Magic Kingdom park and back before the fireworks show starts in fifteen minutes. My cousin, of course, decides the best idea is to start running through hundreds of oblivious families to get there quickly. So, of course, I had to beat him. Sprinting through the park with my three younger relatives, dodging the carefree children, I realize how much would be missing from my life if I did not grow up with Disney. Despite almost being an adult, I cannot help but become a child again whenever anything Disney is around.