My Hero's Journey-Personal Narrative

“Yay!” my mom said ecstatically. I had finally just taken my first steps. I felt so tall. My feet clunked unevenly with one thud and then another over and over again. My dad silent while he held the video camera. My dad wasn't around much. He usually was working, but I was happy he saw me walk for the first time. Although, before I knew, I stumbled and ended up on my delicate knees.
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My dad made it home just in time. It was my tenth birthday. I was finally turning 10 and I was in my double digits. The party was full of my relatives, food, and balloons. I was having such a great time. I had never gotten so many gifts at once. The joy was overwhelming. All though, a little later my dad got a phone call. He had to
It was full of life and flowers and bright. I thought that it would be gloomier. I was okay with it. It made me more happy and it made me feel lifted up. I also realized something. All of a sudden I could hear again. I had no idea why. I thought something was going on here, but I didn't know what. As the other people got off the flight, I followed them. I assumed they were going to look at Stonehenge too. It was a long and strenuous hike. Walking over tons of hills and in between trees. A little bit later all of a sudden there was a wide open grassland. It was something I had never seen before. The rolling hills were covered with green grass that went on for miles. It was beautiful. I was in shock. The small hills were filled with herds of sheep and a few cows scattered here and there. Long in the distance between two hills I saw stones. Although they looked small from far away, I knew they weren't. Everyone gathered their stuff and headed over. Every step of the way I became more excited. We were finally there. I stood next to the stones that at least tripled me in height. As everyone was looking at it a few men came over. “What are you doing here?” said the man with a booming