A Hero's Journey Narrative

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I don’t know why I decided to stop when it would’ve been easier to just keep walking. That’s what I normally did after all. From home to school and back again. I just kept going because standing still did me no good. I wanted to believe that I had stopped to admire the sun as it set over the horizon; that my sudden halt was unrelated to the fenced off field with its overgrown flowers and grass swaying gently in the slight breeze. The field had been fenced off for as long as I could remember unexplored; like the seventh wonder of the world right here in our small town. Uncharted territory until she moved into town.Her name was Sydney, and she’d moved here when I was 12. She was bold and curious, the exact opposite of everything I was so it only made sense that we became close friends.

“Don’t you want to know?” She’d asked, a year later, as we strolled down the street, kicking up stones and trying our
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They’re always up for an adventure.”

I panicked, a sense of uneasiness building in the bottom of my chest. At the beginning of the summer, I’d gone on a three week summer camp, and Sydney had begun hanging out with the kids who went to the local high school. I’d come back to a Sydney who was far different to the Sydney I knew when I’d left. She was sneakier, more brash, and definitely not above letting me know that she could leave me at the drop of a hat. I was still the same quiet kid she’d befriended when she’d moved here. It felt like we’d moved ages apart in the three weeks that I’d been gone.
“Okay, I’ll come,” I agreed, not wanting to lose one of my only friends. Her face had softened and she’d grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the fence, blonde hair trailing behind her as she talked about how happy she was that I’d agreed; it wouldn’t be the same doing this with anyone else.We’d gotten over the fence with ease as it was clearly built to keep out kids way younger than