Hero’s Journey
CALL TO ACTION Blip. Blip. Buzz. Text messages one after another came on Asian Name’s iPhone screen. They read, “Where are you? We’re waiting! Don’t forget the vodka! You promised to bring it.” Instead of hurrying out the door, she slowly walked toward her dresser and stared at herself in mirror. Her narrow, oblong face with prominent cheekbones and that small cleft chin were so abhorrent. Her slit-like eyes were mere dabs of royal blue that sat below her excessively thick, dark, high arched eyebrows. Her bleached blonde extremely thin hair from years of hair dye hangs to her right side. Frowning, she took her dark red lipstick and smeared it over her huge lips. It took a lot of work for Asian Name to get her thick full lips. The plastic surgery had a lot of …show more content…
Her hands tightly tied with a rusted chain. 2 black ribbons tied around her mouth and her eyes. She started screaming and yelling, only to sense a man sitting near her. Tears fell down her face as the evil man brushed at a strand of hair behind her ear. She jerked her head back. The evil man grabbed her arm and dug his nails into her. “It is in your best interest to stay on your good behavior. You will be quite useful pretty soon.” He stated. Enraged, Asian Name tried to free herself. She struggled with the chains, trying to sway her arms in awkward positions. Apparently, she had angered the man, so he hit her. Hard. Garish purple splotches, roughly the size of a fist appeared on her face. . Over the course of a few days, it wasn’t limited to just the bruises. There were scars too. Lines across her body, like someone or something had dug his nails into her, tearing her flesh. As if someone had clawed away at her. The gashes told the whole story. It came to the point that one could hardly bear to even look at her. But that didn’t matter. No one was there to even look at
CALL TO ACTION Blip. Blip. Buzz. Text messages one after another came on Asian Name’s iPhone screen. They read, “Where are you? We’re waiting! Don’t forget the vodka! You promised to bring it.” Instead of hurrying out the door, she slowly walked toward her dresser and stared at herself in mirror. Her narrow, oblong face with prominent cheekbones and that small cleft chin were so abhorrent. Her slit-like eyes were mere dabs of royal blue that sat below her excessively thick, dark, high arched eyebrows. Her bleached blonde extremely thin hair from years of hair dye hangs to her right side. Frowning, she took her dark red lipstick and smeared it over her huge lips. It took a lot of work for Asian Name to get her thick full lips. The plastic surgery had a lot of …show more content…
Her hands tightly tied with a rusted chain. 2 black ribbons tied around her mouth and her eyes. She started screaming and yelling, only to sense a man sitting near her. Tears fell down her face as the evil man brushed at a strand of hair behind her ear. She jerked her head back. The evil man grabbed her arm and dug his nails into her. “It is in your best interest to stay on your good behavior. You will be quite useful pretty soon.” He stated. Enraged, Asian Name tried to free herself. She struggled with the chains, trying to sway her arms in awkward positions. Apparently, she had angered the man, so he hit her. Hard. Garish purple splotches, roughly the size of a fist appeared on her face. . Over the course of a few days, it wasn’t limited to just the bruises. There were scars too. Lines across her body, like someone or something had dug his nails into her, tearing her flesh. As if someone had clawed away at her. The gashes told the whole story. It came to the point that one could hardly bear to even look at her. But that didn’t matter. No one was there to even look at