My Hero's Journey-Original Writing

Day ???: We traveled into a large passage we found a while ago, we have been traveling for a while and have slept very little because we keep hearing a low noise that seems to be coming from further in the cave, my colleague Zach is growing anxious and wants to leave the cave, his girlfriend wants to do the same, but they can’t, they’d starve before they got out, so they

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.

I wanted to be there, even though it was quite a trip. The traffic was dreadful especially on this holiday weekend. The minute I got your letter, I had the courage to risk it all. What matters now is you’re back and my heart starts beating again. I’ve reached the hill finally. There was a chill in the air. The only sounds were bugs thrumming in the grasses above and birds chirping even higher up. And there you were, looking as if we didn’t part. There was no hesitation, we linked arms with each other. No urging needed, we kissed and

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.

“How much farther?” Tom shouted impatiently as he folded his arms and sank back into his seat.

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.

woman as she worked around the main mast. "Come with me Matthew," how her body tingled as his name left her lips.

I felt the drops begin to fall, and yelled, “Hurry! Help Me get the fly on!” We hoisted on the fly, then realizing the tent was going to blow away, put in some extra stakes. The next morning we woke up, dazed by the nights’ events, but excited and ready for adventure. We began our journey into the Tetons, heading to Jenny Lake, where frigid waters dared us to jump in. We began our journey up the mountain shortly after a quick breakfast, during which a man from the next campsite over gave us some extra pancake mix, which at the moment we had no time to use, and threw in the back of the car. Little did we know the lights in the car had stayed on while we went up the mountain. I headed the trip for a while, then fell to the back, drained by trying to stay in the lead and by lack of oxygen. We had to take breaks every few minutes because of the dispersed and unsatisfying amount of air we were able to breath in. All of the sudden, like flashes of lightning, Kurtis and Allison took the

Cornered, Terrified, and feeling the despair of the situation creeping in, I was numb. Staring at Drew and trying to grasp the situation, a flash of rage overpowers my anguish as I suddenly have a flashback of Drew welcoming me into the squad with open arms. The warmth of that time would be heaven compared to this agonizing heat and sand blasting into my face. Now though, here he is in my arms, with his pulse slowly fading. I get snapped out of it by gunshots followed by hoarse screams. We were being subdued, I had to think fast. My heart was racing out of my chest, wanting to escape this hell but my eyes scanned the situation. For a split second, everything seemed to be in slow motion and I sensed danger and instinctively ducked. Something grazed my hair, I look up to see a bullet zoom on by. With nowhere to run and location found out, I had to plant my feet and fight.

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!

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.

Upon hearing this Masa was glad he agreed to next year tour, but they'll have to figured out something to do till then. "Small steps, but we can figured out something we can do during the next school holiday. The webpage I set up with your hero data have been picking up a lot more traffic since the tour date been announced." To prove his point Masa turn the iphone to face the blonde window and reveal a bunch of complex codes and graphs that compare to their first year.

He frowns intently at the sign taped on the inside of the door. 'Family emergency', it says.