Heroes Are Made By Micah Soledad
Everybody wishes they could be a hero. To strive for greatness. Whether it be for the admiration of their fellow man or because of simple morals. In one way or another, people live by a certain code of justice whether they know it or not. Sure, it’s easy to speak big words of grandeur but it takes a certain character to realize one’s beliefs. Especially in spite of all the odds the world thrusts against them. It takes courage, tenacity, and even a bit of brains but that's not a necessityneeded. These three traits are at the core of all conflict.
The old saying goes “Heroes are made, not born.” But for every rule, there is always an exception. Even when he was a baby, Micah Soledad has never known the true meaning of fear. It didn't matter …show more content…
When he was four, he beat up a classmate for knocking down his sand castle. At six, he punched a student in the cheek for smashing his macaroni art. Eight, he he kicked a student in the stomach for making fun of a girl he liked. At ten, he attracted the attention of some fifth grade boys out to prove themselves. He lost that one. He was expelled from school.
September 19, 2011. 7:35 AM.
Wile Ericson walks alone to school while reading Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone. He is a short, young school boy with glasses and a brown bowl cut. He wears a white short-sleeved dress shirt,tucked into black khakis. He balances the book in his right hand, turning it with his thumb. His plain brown dress shoes click against the pavement. His eyes appear halfway open. He only looks up before he crosses the street.
He bumps into a rather large student in green khaki shorts and a white T with a red circle in the middle. Wile’s book drops to the ground as he does, falling on his butt, his glasses falling a bit in front of the book. A shorter, thinner boy hunches over to pick up the glasses with a toothy grin. Wile strains his eyes squinting, trying to outlast the morning sunlight. The large boy’s curly red hair shines in the light as he wears a smirk on the corner of his cheek. The thin boy puts on the glasses and losses his balance, stunned by the strength of the
The old saying goes “Heroes are made, not born.” But for every rule, there is always an exception. Even when he was a baby, Micah Soledad has never known the true meaning of fear. It didn't matter …show more content…
When he was four, he beat up a classmate for knocking down his sand castle. At six, he punched a student in the cheek for smashing his macaroni art. Eight, he he kicked a student in the stomach for making fun of a girl he liked. At ten, he attracted the attention of some fifth grade boys out to prove themselves. He lost that one. He was expelled from school.
September 19, 2011. 7:35 AM.
Wile Ericson walks alone to school while reading Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone. He is a short, young school boy with glasses and a brown bowl cut. He wears a white short-sleeved dress shirt,tucked into black khakis. He balances the book in his right hand, turning it with his thumb. His plain brown dress shoes click against the pavement. His eyes appear halfway open. He only looks up before he crosses the street.
He bumps into a rather large student in green khaki shorts and a white T with a red circle in the middle. Wile’s book drops to the ground as he does, falling on his butt, his glasses falling a bit in front of the book. A shorter, thinner boy hunches over to pick up the glasses with a toothy grin. Wile strains his eyes squinting, trying to outlast the morning sunlight. The large boy’s curly red hair shines in the light as he wears a smirk on the corner of his cheek. The thin boy puts on the glasses and losses his balance, stunned by the strength of the