A Narrative Essay On A Hero's Journey

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Clink. Clink. Clink. The ride goes up slowly. Higher and higher, up and up and up, but we aren’t there yet. I was very fortunate to be able to go to Camp Gracanica (a serbian camp) in the summer for a week. My best friend Katarina encouraged me to go. I have been enjoying my time there and made many friends. I stayed in one tiny, cramped room with twelve girls with so many colorful bunk beds. We went to church morning and night for a week. One day, after church, we talked about Great America. We were able to pick partners and I chose Katarina. I was so excited to go with someone I am very close with. The next day we got up at six o’clock in the morning, with the pleasant sound of a cow bell in my ear. I slept on the bottom bunk with a cool …show more content…

Come on, I know you can do it,” Katarina said. We say a little boy walking up the ramp, he was next to us. I just knew what was going to come out of her mouth, “If this little boy can do it, you as a thirteen year old, can also do it.” She was right. I had to do this. My chance to get outside of my comfort zone. She motivated me, she was there with me. Katarina wanted me to have a great time and to enjoy. She is an amazing friend. I had to push through it. We finally got to the top and we were ready to get on the old, blue cart. I couldn’t do it, but I had to go through it. How about if I don’t go on the ride? I wouldn’t know how it was. How about if I actually liked going on the rollercoaster. There is no turning back now. The line went fairly quickly. We finally sat and I had held onto the bars for dear life. I wanted to get off, but I knew this was something I should do. Then, the instructor started the ride. I shook in fear. The ride started and we started elevating. I closed my eyes for a second and thought, I have to see what I am about to do! I opened them and saw how high I was. I felt like on top of the world for the moment. Slowly we reach up. Higher and higher up, up, up. We got to the top waited for a couple of seconds. All of a sudden, the moment we have been waiting for. The ride dropped I felt like I was falling. We went down so fast I didn’t have a chance to think. That was the part where I appreciated Katarina for motivating me to go on the ride that I now love. The ride after was pretty easy to go through. Just that one drop got

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