"The doom of all who harmed them was certain" (310). Before I started high school and learned how to drive, every day after finishing homework I would go to my neighborhood store to shop for confectionary and school supplies. Preparing to travel to the store, I checked the outside weather and it appeared like a bright and sunny day, until I got onto my bike. When I rode my bike for thirty minutes, the weather immediately turned from bright to gloomy; the gloom encompassed itself with heavy rain and wind, and I knew it was going to become a perilous journey to go back home. Similarly to Odysseus, I had to find a way for advice; only my safeguard came from a covered parking lot area, warding off the “ghosts” of wind and rain. The words "doom
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When I was about five minutes away from the store, my bicycle wheels skid through braking too hard to stop in a tree branch and I ultimately fell on the bicycle lane, without assistance for my injuries or despair. Passing cars, those cars, forcefully led my life into a state of flashing with the possibility of fatal injury or even death if a vehicle ever struck me. As I slowly came up, I saw that my ankle was sprained, and ultimately fell down even harder to the ground. Since my injuries was too severe in allowing me to successfully walk home without tripping on a crack in a road, I attempted to call my sister with the gleam of hope that she would pick me up. Alas, my sister claimed that she was too busy doing “online shopping and tweeting” and denied my request to have a ride home. In my desperation, I tried to call every contact I had in my phone, but after calling the second person, my phone ran out of battery and I could not get it to turn on …show more content…
To gain the attention of any individual for a ride to get home, I recklessly through tree branches and small pebbles to the road, hopefully catching attention to an onlooker for rescue, even if he questions my period of “savagery”. Without gaining any attention whatsoever, I ultimately had to courageously limp home, resisting the excruciating pain, falling, and periods of sudden flashing while forcing myself to stand up and to enter the vicious cycle of suffering again after the first feeling of unbearable pain. However, while I was limping home, my conscience suddenly “told” me to become courageous through this event to allow me to look back and tell this story of suffering to allow other individuals to become courageous in severe adversities. I even almost considered myself to become the archetype of the hero through reading numerous Star Wars novels, since I now know that I was predestined to encounter these austerities in my life to ultimately reach the ultimate boon: arriving
When I was about five minutes away from the store, my bicycle wheels skid through braking too hard to stop in a tree branch and I ultimately fell on the bicycle lane, without assistance for my injuries or despair. Passing cars, those cars, forcefully led my life into a state of flashing with the possibility of fatal injury or even death if a vehicle ever struck me. As I slowly came up, I saw that my ankle was sprained, and ultimately fell down even harder to the ground. Since my injuries was too severe in allowing me to successfully walk home without tripping on a crack in a road, I attempted to call my sister with the gleam of hope that she would pick me up. Alas, my sister claimed that she was too busy doing “online shopping and tweeting” and denied my request to have a ride home. In my desperation, I tried to call every contact I had in my phone, but after calling the second person, my phone ran out of battery and I could not get it to turn on …show more content…
To gain the attention of any individual for a ride to get home, I recklessly through tree branches and small pebbles to the road, hopefully catching attention to an onlooker for rescue, even if he questions my period of “savagery”. Without gaining any attention whatsoever, I ultimately had to courageously limp home, resisting the excruciating pain, falling, and periods of sudden flashing while forcing myself to stand up and to enter the vicious cycle of suffering again after the first feeling of unbearable pain. However, while I was limping home, my conscience suddenly “told” me to become courageous through this event to allow me to look back and tell this story of suffering to allow other individuals to become courageous in severe adversities. I even almost considered myself to become the archetype of the hero through reading numerous Star Wars novels, since I now know that I was predestined to encounter these austerities in my life to ultimately reach the ultimate boon: arriving