Annabeth's Life-Personal Narrative

It has never felt like such a long, and dreadful trudge up the hill. I am walking and walking, in an upwards direction,higher and higher, however, it feels like I am not making any actual progress in distance. Once I get to the top, if I ever do, I’ll be able to see the whole city, and better yet, I’ll be able to see my best friends! I’d better be back by 10:00, or my parents will be furious.
After a whole other hour, stomping my way up, I have finally reached the peak of the hill. My friends are sitting on old, chopped logs, gathered around a red, hot, fire. Annabeth reserved a seat, in excuse of my absence. I take my seat, and place my belongings beside me, and we start. Jamie started us off last week, and Annabeth the week before, so that would leave it up to me to tell a tale as old as time. I begin, “It was long,long ago, when the land had not yet split, when only few humans walked upon the Earth. Just 500 miles north of the Pangea, lived Goddess, Zaid. Zaid was a Goddess of Gold and Glory, therefore, she flourished in her abundance of coins, jewels, and servants. She had the power to control luck of each individual person, and the fate of each youngin. Zaid was calm and elegant in her living, she could not even imagine to raise her voice, or make the slightest pound of a fist. Zaid understood everyone, and
The short, thin, homeless, child roamed the streets night and day, unsupervised, with his only job being going growing corn. He often got lost, and scared, and didn’t know his way home, therefore he would wander, and wander, until the sun would rise and it would be day again. Rialb was very genius like, and greatly gifted with a talent of smarts, but he often got overlooked, because of the absence of income, in which he could not afford to join a math club, or a spelling bee. All the people and scholars knew this, so he never even got the chance for a second