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Hero
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When I walk down the street of my hometown Charlotte, I see people, people who go about their daily lives without even the slightest clue about what going on around them. All around the town, crimes are being committed; people stealing cars, teens dealing drugs, racist acts against people of different colors, and much more. These people I see, so much evil is happening right under their noses, and they don’t even know it. That is one of the things that angers me the most. People who don’t know when crimes occur, so they don’t do anything about it, and the offenders get away with it and keep repeating the evil deeds they commit without caring about how others are affected. I’m tired of it! I want to do something about it right now!
I used to be unaware of the terrible things happening in this town. I didn’t know how much evil resided within by beloved hometown until they day my brother was arrested almost two years ago. I learned that someone living in my neighborhood was forcing my brother to commit criminal acts against his own will. I was horrified, angered, and sad all at the same time. I was angry at my brother for doing something so bad, but I knew that he wasn’t a bad person. But the people he worked for, I saw them as evil.
I hate evil, even the small things. When I see someone being racist to somebody else, I just want to run over to that person and beat him up just for being racist, but thankfully I don’t. That is how much I hate anything bad. There is so much good in my heart just waiting to be released, but I can’t do it as the person I am now. I want to be something more than myself and share the goodness within me with the rest of the world. That something, the thing I have wanted to be my whole life, is a hero. A hero’s purpose is to dedicate his life to destroying all things evil and protecting the innocent. That is the life I want, my dream. When people ask me what I want to be when I grow up, I respond:
“Well, there are two things I want to be the most, but one has a better chance of happening than the other.”
The first is a writer, and the second is being a hero! There is a hero inside of me just fighting to get out, but he can’t yet. I still need to clean up some sinful things in my life. But once I do, I will try everything possible to prepare myself for the day I become a hero. I will accomplish something heroic soon! People will cry for help, and I will answer. I will save all of those who are in danger, and I will face evil head on and win. I will be a hero one day, this I believe.
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