A Hero's Journey

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There is nothing better than helping your grandparents at their large ranch in the middle of Kansas. That was what I was thinking as I hopped on my grandmother Patrice’s horse named Watermelon. I was helping my grandfather care for the animals on his ranch. They had a bunch of cattle on their farm that they have to take care for everyday so I decided to help. I rode up to my grandpa Jim who was waiting for me on his horse. My grandfather looked at me then asked in his old and deep voice, “We are going up this trail to check on how the cattle are doing. After that we will ride to the chicken pin and feed the chickens. Are you ready to go? “Yes I’m ready to go.” I answered with an excited voice. I was full of alacrity because I rarely got…show more content…
I replied, “Yeah I’ll be fine. Let’s just head up and check on the cattle.” I got my horse to settle down, so I can hop back onto the leather saddle that is mounted on his back. I then shout cheerfully, “Let’s…show more content…
I could smell the awful droppings of the cattle and I felt sick. It was also very hot that day, so I put on the new cowboy hat my grandmother gave me for my 13th birthday. My head cooled down thanks to the hat blocking the sun’s powerful rays. We continue to ride our horses down the path that lead to the cattle. I kept thinking about what his cattle might look like and how many there were. I picture myself riding on a nice bronco with a lasso in my right hand. I ride my bronco towards a cow that was running away and my grandfather yells at me to stop it. I grab my lasso and throw it at the cow’s head. It lands perfectly and it stopped the beast to a complete stop. “Do you see that!” my grandfather shouted out loud enough that people in New York could hear. His voice startled me and I focus on what he was talking about. He pointed his long and bony pointer finger towards an open field of grass. I looked to that area he was pointing at and couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary. “What is it?” I asked, still confused on what the big deal was. “The cattle! They’re gone!” my grandpa Jim exclaimed. ”They must have ran off down the

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