My Hero�s Journey In Our Hero's Journey

Following our initial encounter with Jack, seeing him emotionally tortured by his own side. We see in Jack a good man, an ordinary man in the most extraordinary of circumstances. We are shown how important his family are to him. His eight year old son John is seriously ill with diphtheria, this prey’s on Jack’s mind. In the death and killing that surround him Jack comforts himself reading letters from his wife.

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...

If I was going to give a suggestion to the writer it would be to continue his story not to stop were he did because it seemed unfinished. What happened after his parents picked him up? Did he go to the hospital? What happened to his friend?

I pulled my hair up into a pony tail and slung my purse over my shoulder before responding to him.

That was a lot of money, and I didnt want to let Tony down so I got in the car and started to drive. As I drove the road was empty. I had confidence I was not going o get caught. It was a slightly wormer day out witch might have been because the sun was out. I had the windows down and was blaring music just trying to enjoy life when a cop pulls out behind me.

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

One day in Red Bluff Julia was walking down the street and she saw that somebody was lying on the ground so she went to see who it was. The person who was lying on the ground was her best friend Baily. Julia saw that Baily had gangrene fingers and spots on her arms. Julia had wanted to save her good friend Baily so she went to find help she almost tripped on a dead cat in the middle of the road. She was able to find somebody, but by the time she got to her good friend Baily she was already gone from where she had left her she was gone. She had turned to face the person who was going to help her but she was gone.

Who Am I? I'm Malik Shaw, I've just recently in the past year made Jesus Christ my lord and savior. I can admit that it has been hard staying on the right track, but everyday I've been seeing him relay messages that help me in my daily walk in life through other people. Even though life has been hard for me I'm very fortunate. I realized in my time at Richmond Christian that a fall can humble you, but you will only change when you actually sit down, watch and totally understand that God has made a way for you. I can say that I was suppose to have been down and out for the count, but God held me up. When the devil threw his firsest punches at me. I was one day sitting in my room and a song that my favorite guitar player, pastor Johnathan dubose jr, was playing at an event and the words of the song said" I don’t believe he brought me this to leave me, nobody told me this road would be easy and I don’t believe he brought me this far

I was nine years old when it happened. I loved Shrek so much, I owned all the movies and the merchandise, I even prayed to Shrek every night, I still do. This night was no different "Shrek is love. Shrek is life." I finish my prayer, thanking Shrek for the life I've been given. My dad overhears me "Faggot." he mumbles under his breath. "Cunt." I reply, I say no more because I know he is just jealous of the devotion and relationship I have with the green lord an savior, Shrek. I can see him grow angrier before he slaps me across the face "Go to your room you disgusting faggot!" he yells. I hold back the tears and I go back to my room, once I'm in the safety in my room I let the rears flow. My face stings from where he hit me. I climb into my cold and lonesome bed, and the suddenly, I feel a warmth move towards me, it runs a large finger down my back.

I am utterly terrified. I am alone. I feel lost. If you want me to let you in, here it is. I'm terrified you are going to leave me. I'm scared one day you're just gonna leave me on read for days on end, and then ignore my texts, side my calls and no longer be there for me. I'm scared Spencer is going to leave me just like Alea did. I'm scared he will realise how utterly broken on the inside I am. Who wants the anorexic girl? Who can love someone who can't even love herself? I have no mirrors in my room for a reason. When I do my makeup, I rush it just so I don't have to look at my ugly face. But I'm a great actor, aren't I? I can fake it. I can fake my confidence so much that I will believe myself, up until I spot my reflection. That is the

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

“You should totally join the team. Although you won’t be the best player because I am,” She smiled, “Oh you should come sit with us at lunch too.” Samandriel pondered on the offer; should he blend in with the crowd or distance himself like he was told.

“I can only act as the leader. We know he is still out there… Markus go and get the fish!”

“Figures. Wait, so you won’t be my instructor? Someone else will?” In all honestly, it made no difference to him who his instructor was. He had just assumed it would be