A Hero's Journey

What images come to mind as you reflect on your childhood? Playgrounds, blackboards, and soccer balls may be among the warmest of memories. Yet for many mermaids swim their thoughts, princesses get swept of their feet, and lions roar to their loyal place in the animal kingdom. There is no doubt that today’s entertainment has most of its touch using classical influences. Walt Disney has produced animated films that have captured the heart and imagination of audiences of all ages around the world through the magic of storytelling and imagery. Many of us appreciate the imagination and magic that Disney puts into its animations with out knowing they are based off of classical and traditional storylines

Gerald is a 19 year old that has other brothers that all want the inheritance of their parents for themselves they are all selfish and they are fighting over the money and they keep fighting then gerald snaps and he stabs one of his brothers and left him for dead as he was running the cops saw him and they chased him and through the city and when he found his house he ran in then the brothers attacked him for killing his own blood and then he fought out of it and he got into a fist fight with his brothers and that wasn't for killing his brother it was for the money and he was losing when his close friend came and broke up the fight and the friend got punched in the face and he drew a gun and yelled “quit this fighting aren't you guys brothers” and Gerald ripped the gun out of his friends hand and he shot it

Could you ever imagine sending your child on a field trip knowing that end purpose was for them to die? GOD sent his only son, Jesus Christ, to earth ultimately for this trip. Desire coming from the flesh of a woman, Jesus Christ is GOD's son. Jesus walked the earth to teach us about his father and how he wished for us to live, so that our souls would be clean in order to reach the pearly gates of heaven.

EXT. CHURCH OF SCIENTOLOGY - RUNWAY (GOLD BASE, CA) - dayFLORENTINARodger that commander Joshua.They board on a jet on the runway.INT./EXT. Jet - Day - travelingFlorentina and Destiny walk into the cockpit. Shane sits in the back where he lays his weapons down.Shane(whispers to himself)I can't believe I am doing this.DESTINYI hope you have a strong stomach Shane.FLORENTINABuckle up boy.Florentina goes full throttle. The plane takes off, Shane sees the ground.SHANEOh shit, I think I am going to lose my lunch.DESTINYHave you ever been on a plane before.SHANEIts been so long, I can't remember.Destiny looks at him as if he was some kind of idiot. The plane reaches 10,000 feet.SHANEHow come the ground looks so flat.FLORENTINASo you still don't believe in what Daniel told you, wait until we

Huckleberry Finn is on a quest to see who he really is and while doing so he completely ignores society's beliefs. This quest is often referred to as the Hero’s journey, in this quest the hero will run into many conflicts and when he/she is finished they will be humbled. The quest in divided into 10 parts but the 3 main ones are the call, transformation and the return of the hero. Within each stage there are steps the hero will go through and change from who he is to who he needs to become.

A hero's place in society has remained relatively consistent since the very beginning of time. Throughout the years, people have seen many different versions of larger-than-life heroes, who have completed seemingly impossible tasks and persevered through immense adversity. The common denominator between all of these heroes has always been that each and every one of these beings has put his/her own life in danger and fought great battles in the pursuit of a better life for mankind as a whole.

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...

A reason for going there (usually a item or some sort) this gives the hero a purpose for his quest.

A dream vision is a genre of writing that takes place within a dream. Dreams can be inspiration for the dreamer, and encourage him or her to act on what was said in the dream. The Dream of the Rood is a poem that is part of this genre. There are three heros in the poem: Jesus, the cross, and the narrator.

There I was sitting at the table eating what the nuns like to call food what just looked like to me slop I was sitting with my friend Felix. He came across a carrot and it was a full-size carrot he just sat there and stared at it not even touching it if he did not hurry up and I was going to grab it and eat it.

A few months later, I found myself riding with Halt back to his quaint little cottage nestled in the woods. He was teaching me about animal tracks. As our horses tread against the snow that lay on the ground, I noticed a massive print next to the cottage, and Halt said it was a giant boar. A man was lying in the bushes and came out to claim that he had seen the boar first hand, and that it was a mad and destructive one. Halt told him to go to the castle and tell the Baron to gather a group of men so that we can all go hunt the boar in the morning. The next day, I found myself on horseback on the outside of a circle of warriors, and Horace. If the boar were to escape through our circle, I was to chase it down and finish it off with my bow.

Zeke and I has been together for a year and a half. Zeke and I met August 28, 1993 I was working at the mall at the time, in a man's clothing store; and he come in with his cousin Junior. I ask them if they needed help and Junior say yes, because his the one that was buying some clothes, so instead of me helping him I started talking to Zeke and didn't help Junior at all.

The night air was heavy with silence. Clouds drifted across a calm sky, and a full moon shone in the distance. In a small hut on the outskirts of the valley, an old man lay in bed, awake in the peaceful slumber of the village. His breaths came in rattling gasps, his forehead burned, and his joints felt stiff with pain. He shifted on the blankets, his withered hands clenched in fists as he tried to suppress the wave of bitter memories coming to him. His life had been nothing more than work, loss, tragedy. He remembered all of his hope, his ambition, in his youth, and he smiled bitterly. No one would remember him as the man that he had once hoped he would become. Now, as his breathing became heavier and he felt himself fading on the brink of

In the fall of 2012, my mother almost succumbed to her illness. I had just begun my freshman year of high school midst angry conversations between my parents and the threat of separation. It would seem as if they bickered about the most irrelevant things, almost as if they had no other reason to fight other than the fight itself. Those moments were excruciatingly lonely, my father worked until the dead of night and my mother would come home exhausted from treatment. I now know that there was no one who felt more unvalued than my mother. I wish I had the ability to iron away this blunder that destiny had fabricated, however foolish this desire is.

The clock struck 3am; I jolted out of bed. Normally, I would be fast asleep dreaming about what I was going to awake to cooking on the stove, but this night was different. An immense pain struck me, so strong I couldn't bear to lie back down. The look of confusion and terror on my face must have been one to please even the likes of Stephen King himself.