Jared's story for SS

My Hero's Journey

In 1967 the small town of Grant, Nebraska, there lived a boy named james.  James birthday was coming up and all he wanted was to get a gun. His parents weren't happy when he asked, but they had to get him the gun. James had no friends at all. He was home schooled for all 14 years of his life. His birthday was in a day and james was super static. That evening james heard something that he had never ever heard before. It sounded like an earthquake but it was different. James rushed outside only to see everything around had been bombed. Another sight that stuck with him was a body laying outside. James ran outside only to see his mom in flames. This town was really small and had no big hospital. They gave up hope, and that night she passed away.

   

 TWO YEARS LATER

I am 16.  Now and have no money nor family. After my moms death, my dad committed suicide. And all that is left is me. When I had just arrived from getting gas, I heard a nock on my door. The next second all I heard was "We've chosen you". I new what it was right away. THE DRAFT. I grabbed my gun and all my money and ran upstairs. I heard climbing up the stairs and all I could do was go out the window. I shattered the glass and jumped out. When I was running I felt a sharp pain in my leg. It was a bullet. I ran into the woods. I kept running until my leg gave right out. The bullet had only clipped my leg, so I was fine. I had no sense of direction. I got up and ran to the nearest shelter. I found that there was a coconut tree right in front of me. It was late, at least 11pm. I decided to burry myself in mud for warmth, and bush leaves over myself. As I woke up i found the nearest water spot. There was none close by at all. After walking almost 4 hours, I found a stream. I drank so much, I was sucking down water like a tornado. Nebraska is really cold and I was dressed terrible. Jacket and light pants, to the 34 degrees weather. One day I found a shack and it looked like it was being used. I headed towards it. I was surprised to see an old man dead. I poked him to make sure. I stayed the a long time in that shack. Until at night I heard a sound outside. I went to go see what it was, until I felt a very hard item thrown at my head. As I woke up my head didn't hurt, I realized I wasn't in the woods, that I was in the hospital. I moved around, I felt a soft bed. I saw my parents. The doctor said I had been in a deep coma for two years. My parents had never died and I had never got lost. I was surprised at the news. It had only been one bad dream!