Tito The Minotaur
Long ago, there was a boy named Tito. Tito had short brown hair, was average sized, and was almost 14 years old. He did not have many friends because he preferred to stay inside, while the other boys played and wrestled outside. Tito lived in the great fighting city of Sparta in Ancient Greece. The streets were filled with people buying food and the air smelled wonderful. Out in the field you could see people training for battle because Sparta prided itself in battle and war. Almost every boy was willing to die for their city.
Tito lived in a family, and it was the best family in all of Sparta. All his confident brothers had been great generals in many wars and had won many medals, and so his family was very proud of what they had done. Also, many people respected his family.
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Soon after Tito left, people started to set up the tournament and all the boys were getting ready. Then he ran back. Everyone was there. Tito’s heart was pumping hard. He could barely breath. He wanted to live up to the family name. He did not know what the first challenge was. Fifteen boys went before him. He heard clapping for them. It was his turn. Then he want out. Everyone held their breath. It was dead silent. Tito was given a bow. His fingers ran through the fine, smooth, and sharp arrows as he grabbed one. Then they brought out a sheep. Tito raised the bow. Then he saw his family in the crowd holding their breath. Suddenly, he realized he was not a killer. He dropped the bow and ran out. You could hear the gasps from the crowd. Ares got so mad he decided to come down as an old man and ask him one question.
Tito started to cry while running home. Thunder was clapping, the rain was like fast flying arrows and he could taste the rain. Then he saw a old man fall. Tito slowed down.
“Do you need help?” Tito said.
“Thank you,” exclaimed the old man. When the old man got up, he asked, “Do you want to fight or
It was one gloomy night, no cars were out, and the only lights on were the hockey rink lights. It was getting ready to downpour and thunder started to rumble. The Tinkles hit the ice and began their warm ups. Just like any other warmup they would skate around the arena and after a little bit they would take some shots on their goalie. After time after time waiting for their opponent. A huge burst of lightning hit the rink and the power went out. Soon after, the rink started to shake and the ice split open. The lights turn on and they found their opponent.
Later one night the boy wakes up to the rain coming in the window and thunder
Louie Zamperini was a war hero who survived being at sea for 47 days on a life raft and was in Japanese internment camps where he was beaten and starved. Louie was raised in the city of Torrance. He was not a good child he would go around getting into trouble with the people in his neighborhood. He turned his life around when his brother Pete showed Louie how to be a good runner and he went on to go to the Olympics. Louie Zamperini, from Laura Hillenbrand’s Unbroken, shows that louie is rebellious and he is determined.
As men arrive at the training camps, the boys are more excited than ever and even make joked about killing the enemy. Their commander, Kemmerich, who used to be the local mailman, works hard to get the boys in shape and tries to tire them out. The boys slowly realize how war changes people even Kemmerich who had been a fun loving man who loved joking with the boys. They got a small tast of the realities of war but yet that still doesn’t shake the pride and excitement from their eyes for they are just getting started on their big adventure.
There was bright lightening. They looked up, frightened. Above them black furious clouds started to gather. They began to run. Then the thunder roared, and the rain came down in torrents. <<
The author presents a young soldier who come from a small village and wants to make a difference in his life.He against his mother’s will and join the army,but he doesn’t know the truth about war.He is very immature at first.
Soon the moonlight illuminated the scenery. As I was standing on the balcony admiring the scenery something finally went wrong, a huge black cloud covered the moon. I soon heard the thunder. It seemed to be nothing to worry about, so I didn’t acknowledge it. A few hours later the thunder grew louder and I could see the flashes of lightning headed our way. I went inside to inform my parents of the weather, but they didn’t seem to worry about it much until the cloud was almost over the lodge. My family and I left the reception alone while everyone else stayed in cover; they were the smart ones I thought.
One day while gathering some feathers to make more bows, she heard some leaves crackling behind some bushes and trees. She took out her out and freshly made arrows she linked the arrow to the tough string and pulled back, ready to shoot. Then she heard “No! Don’t shoot i’m not an animal,” shouted a manly figure slowly coming out from behind the bushes with his hands up in surrender. He looked lean and had a strong figure. He looked like a warrior. She later found out that he was prince Ares, the most skilled warrior in all of the land. They fell deeply
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