My Hero's Journey-Personal Narrative

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It was getting colder by the hour and what seemed to be a small forest turned into an enduring hike. Everyone was exhausted you could see the nervousness and wary in their eyes. There was this unusual eery silence no one seemed to talk, the only thing you could hear was the crunching of the leaves underneath our worn-out feet and the chirping and howling of the creatures of the night that the autumn wind threw our way. I took a deep breath in , inhaling the bitter medicine from my inhaler, this was my fifth puff in the past hour and it wasn't really helping, my lungs were slowly tightening. Walking through the dark forest reminded me of the day I had walked home on a gloomy night to find my house in a pile of cement on the ground and my family …show more content…
He didn't cry at the time of the incident but now 3 years later I find him awake in the middle of the night staring off into space silent tears streaming down his face. That day that I lost my family I lost a piece of me with them and I made the decision to move out of Syria, I worked day and night to make enough money to allow me and Kareem to take this trip. “Rana were almost here” Kareem tapped me out of my trance. Turning around I noticed we were getting closer to the clearing where the small tattered boat was awaiting at the shore of the Mediterranean sea. Quickly the group of people filled the small boat and each family was given 2 life jackets. As I was about to put mine on I noticed a mother standing in front of me she had three children and was only given 2 life jackets the disparity showing in her eyes unsure of who to give the life jackets to,she tentatively handed the jackets to the 2 younger children leaving the older one who looked to be about the same age as Kareem without

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