Fifty years ago I got revenge on my enemy, Fortunato, for something awful that happened. In fact, his dead body is still in the catacombs of my basement. It is now time to confess what he had done to me to make me feel the way I did. It all started about fifty five years ago when I was only twenty years old. I had just met Isabella when I wasn’t paying attention, ran into her on the street, and caused her to drop everything she was carrying. I quickly apologized, grabbed all of the items I caused her to drop, and handed them back to her. At that moment our eyes met, and I asked if she wanted to have dinner with me sometime. She thought about it for a moment and agreed to meet me for dinner that night at 8:00. I couldn’t believe my luck, she had actually agreed to go on a date with me. I raced straight home to get ready, as it was already 7:00. Once I got cleaned up and ready for the date I left to go to the restaurant of her choice; I was hoping everything would end up working out. Every part of our date went perfectly, so I asked her out again, and she agreed. After that date went just as smooth, we officially became a real couple, and I couldn’t have been more pleased about it. After we had been dating …show more content…
It read “Montresor, I am so sorry, but I just can not marry. I have met someone else, Fortunato. Surely you know him, as he was your best man. Well anyway, I just realized that he is better for me and can take care of all of my needs, whereas I’m not sure that you are capable of doing so. I am sorry this is just something I have to do, but I will always love you.” That’s when I realized Fortunato’s plan all along. He didn’t care about being my friend; he just wanted to be in the wedding to convince Isabella I was the wrong man for her. I was upset. Not at Isabella. Not at myself. I was upset with Fortunato, and I was gonna get him back for stealing the love of my
To play a role given to us, isn’t fun once we learn of it, however, breaking away pushes us further into the journey. The Hero's Journey, a repetitive process that seems to be in the basic natural structure of every human, and despite any efforts are often replicating it ourselves. Following the journey is simple and sometimes unavoidable. The whole journey is mapped out by Christopher Vogler's The Writer's Journey. Then seen in Dracula, Bedazzled, and Noah. Also, in a easier way Howl's Moving Castle and The Game.
Joseph Campbell has a theory called The Hero’s Journey in where an individual is shown in a mundane world, called to an adventure, and goes on the adventure. In the adventure, the individual goes on the path of trials that consisting of making new friends, new mentors, new enemies, facing new challenges, gaining new skills, and new knowledge. When the individual comes back to their mundane world, they are the master of two worlds through their new experiences they've gained in the adventure. The Hero’s Journey has been repeated in literature and films through many years: two examples that have The Hero’s Journey are the films, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief.
Change is inevitable. Whether it be positive or negative, change is constantly happening. More than often change can take you from the known world and spit you into the unknown, where you return a changed person. While embarking on the journeys provoked by change, you are on a hero’s journeys. The hero’s journey was popularized by Joseph Campbell. When describing what prompts hero’s journeys, Joseph Campbell said,
Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.
Joseph Campbell is a leading mythology expert and philosopher who studied all myths from around the world and found the “Hero’s Journey,” a pattern or algorithm that appears in common in myth, religious ritual, and storytelling. The Hero’s Journey has three elements, separation, initiation and return. If I think about myself, coming to Hawaii by myself was a separation from my comfortable zone where I was surrounded by my supportive family. First time when I came here, I could not say anything and became quiet because I thought people would think I was a stupid and not understand me. I was afraid of how people think about my language skills. However, I tried to speak from myself, asked people to collect my mistakes, accepted what I cannot do
My background is a military one, that is riddled with fighting, leaving home, and death. “Sempre Fi” has always been a common household saying in my mother's family, considering her two older brothers were US Marines. When I was a little girl, my uncles were deported to the Gulf of Mexico to fight in Desert Storm, and that was a terrifying point in my youth life. On my father’s side, the Air Force was the branch our family adored. My great grandfather was a pilot and so was my grandfather. To this day, my grandfather is my hero but unfortunately died early due to pancreatic cancer. Flying and the water have always run through my blood and always will. The Navy was the one branch that I could combine my love for flight and water into one.
The Flores are a family of five that lives in Los Angeles, California. Elizabeth,32,is the mother. Lily,14,is the daughter .Bridget,13,is the daughter. Alexis,13,is the daughter, Katherine,14,is the daughter.Elizabeth is employed at two jobs a cosmetologist and a in Los angeles california why she chose that job was because for one she have four kids two they both make good money and three she enjoy both of my jobs and what she will do.
I rush into my home and run up the stairs to my room. I jump on my bed and roll over to my laptop and open it quickly. I log onto the One Direction site and see that I made it in time to see the bid. I scroll and try and find my name and I see I'm in third place for the tickets and the time is running out. I've already bid $7000 for three tickets and backstage passes. The reason it's so expensive is because these passes are the last set of passes for their concert. 5sos is also playing so we would be meeting two bands and hearing both of them play.
*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*
In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime
-According to the recording this has been going on for some time now – Coulson tells Thor as soon as the recording has ended.
Sea gulls bickered on the warm, morning breeze over head. The waves lulled the vessel boat to-and-fro as it skimmed through Blackwater Bay. The water sparkled like sapphires, clear and bright under the sun. From the bow of the boat, Alayna peered out towards the Narrow Sea. Beyond the bay, adventure called her like a siren song. She longed to explore the lands beyond Westeros. However, this voyage wouldn’t ferry her towards that dream. She’d continue to dream of that journey. The schooner wouldn’t be sailing beyond the bay.
Author's Note: The Choreo awards was amazing because I got meet the actual characters in my book for the first time. It was odd because the people I idolized for so long, suddenly became more human. If you'd like to know all of the juicy details on my night, feel free to PM me :) Also because of this wonderful occasion I didn't have time to write for 2 days, but don't fear, I will try to get back into my writing routine for you guys. This chapter is longer than usual to make up for lost time.
First there was nothing but darkness. It felt like an endless void for one man. But as quickly as the darkness appeared, it disappeared into the light of day. The man dubbed ‘Hero’ quickly looked around the lush hills consisting of trees, rabbits, birds, squirrels and… slimes? He slowly walked over to one, still not trusting his legs, and as he drew closer the slime jumped at him. The slime impacted Hero and sent him stumbling backwards. Hero looked for something to fend off the attacker and found a copper short sword at his hip. He pulled it out of the sheath and stabbed at the slime. To his surprise the slime exploded into a pile of copper coins and a few balls of slime. Walking toward it he was surprised when the 2 objects started to float
Graduation had ended, and the senior class had officially become high school graduates. Time was given to take pictures afterwards, and then The Last Knight would begin. The place that everyone one would meet was the Knight Statue in front of the wellness building. At the Knight Statue moms of some of the seniors handed out t-shirts dedicated to the night. The material of the t-shirt felt itchy against my skin, as it had not been washed. After the group photo with the statue; we went to Main Event on a party bus. Their at Main Event we entertained ourselves with arcade games, bowling, laser tag, and a ropes course. At midnight Main Event closed and we went back to the bus were we traveled to Tyler Jackson’s house. At Tyler’s house