a hero is someone who saves lives. wether they know it or not. it could be anyone, someone you know personally or someone you just know. they might know you or they might not. for me, heros are singers, singers who make my day with everything they do. who make me believe i am beautiful, who make me fearless. who help me survive everyday and i am thankful for them.
itskukii
jew
jerusalem
opt
optimum
witch
bitch
law
jude law
practice
immediately
pitch
mitch
mitchel
bruce
lee
bruce lee
freedom
pace
paced
evil
carnival
murder
tree
a
ali
I have already done this, the whole “Foo Fighters” there goes my hero thing…it’s playing in my head as I “speak” y
I think of the foo fighters song and that infectious beat-“Here comes my hero watch him as he goes” what does that even mean-are you watching him as he is leaving-or watching him as he/she is doing a heroic task-why is that guitar rift so infectious?
Hillary
“Wish you were here” pops to mind. Ah, good old Pink Floyd. From there we bounce to “Shine On You Crazy Diamond” and land on “Angel.” The last is not by Pink Floyd, but in a weird way tis in a similar vein.
hero’s are people who always know what to do and where to go. They have followers even though they sometimes don’t want them. They stand up for others and try to be the best of the majority. Hero’s are people who don’t just give up, they’re normal people. They’re apart of our society.
Rowan
“My hero!” the little girl squealed. The life guard sighed and returned to his post; the most action he’s seen all day has been bunches of little girls pretending to drown. Meanwhile, that same little girl trotted proudly to her giggling friends.
Eric is my love and my superman and my batman. He makes me feel safe and protects me. He is my hero.
Raney
a hero is someone who cares. someone who bothers to think about all those in need, and actually does something to help. people who get upset about tragedies but don’t do anything are not heroes. people who go out of their way to do something beneficial. that’s what a hero is.
tori
Hero? My hero right now is me. I am my own hero. I’m still standing. Thank God. He’s my guidance.
My hero, so young and innocent. She saved me, and has no idea. As she runs and plays, barely learning to talk, she is oblivious to the fact that I would not be alive if she had not been born.
Je ne sais pas trop ce qu’est un héros. Je ne sais pas trop si écrire en français est permis. Je ne sais pas trop ce que je suis en train de faire.
lilili
I’m not a hero. The world needs hero, but I don’t want to be one of them. Do you have a problem with that? I think I don’t like heros
lilili
My Dad has done so much for me in these 22 years. He is the one I look up to and what I want to be like when I am a parent. I want my future children to look up to me as much as I look up to him. My Dad is my hero.
Katelyn
he was my hero
but he never saved anyone.
he was simply great.
Person who does good deeds. I think of the Greek hero Achilles. Greek heroes killed monsters.
Hunt
I miss having a hero, someone I can look up to. The thing I’ve realise is no hero can be 100% good. It’s sort of like the ting and yang, a little bad in all that’s good. Still, sometimes you get fooled and are only seeing the little good in something horribly bad. I miss having a hero, but today I decide I am my own.
She always said that Hercules was her hero. I couldn’t disagree more, as she reminded me nothing of Hercules, and didn’t appear to even know how to correctly spell his name.
“Hero?” He threw back his head and laughed. It was a sound that set her teeth on edge. “All I’ve done is sacrifice my friends on the altar of ambition.”
Im looking for my own hero to save me. i dont know what i need saving from, Im happy yet sad. Im not satisfied i wan to be a hero too. for someone, i want that connection. where i find Someone who thinks im just as great a i think he is. i want my hero and m tired of waiting
Romita Puruswani
Your smile made me want to see more light. You saved me when I was on the verge of breaking down. You are the man with no cape and didn’t even need to die but is surely the hero of my life.
My hero. My love. Ever since I met you, no one else is worth thinking about….
Isha
Who are my heroes? simple, every day people who have stepped up and done extraordinary things in the face of adversity.
People I admire are the ones who can take a hard look in the mirror and see truth reflected there, then take steps to change anything they aren’t happy with about the image in front of them.
Amy
I never thought of him as a hero.
He was too quiet, too forgiving, too SOFT.
He never seemed like the perfect prince or the dazzling knight who would sweep princesses off their feet.
But when he saw me in my broken state and did nothing but come up to sit with me, I realized that maybe, he was a different kind of hero.
I am a hero, strong powerfull, dashing and tall. I am a hero compastionate, loving, hopefull and happy. I am a hero, and together we can do whatever we want because heroes are made not born. Courage is learned not ingrained and there are people that need our help everywhere. I am a hero and so are you.
Ronald Armstead
You are my hero. I know that’s an odd thing for a father to say to a son, when you’re the one who looks in awe at my twice-as-large hands, and trace your fingers on calluses like burls on trees. You stand on mountains of sofa cushions and fight with plastic lightsabers against villains that are invisible to the rest of us. For you a thunderstorm requires bravery; you plunge your face against my fleece sweater and rub your runny nose there but not too long because then you’re looking out the window again. You ask why? and your why’s require answers, and sometimes I want to say, that’s just the way it is, but of course, heroes never believe that. You run ahead on the trail with your walking stick, because who goes slowly on an adventure? and though your mom jokes we should put you on a leash sometime, I’m content to have you lead on.
There is a hero in everyone of us. All that is necessary to reveal our true character, is for something out of the ordinary, to occur and we will come out wining all the time.
a hero is someone who saves lives. wether they know it or not. it could be anyone, someone you know personally or someone you just know. they might know you or they might not. for me, heros are singers, singers who make my day with everything they do. who make me believe i am beautiful, who make me fearless. who help me survive everyday and i am thankful for them.
jew
jerusalem
opt
optimum
witch
bitch
law
jude law
practice
immediately
pitch
mitch
mitchel
bruce
lee
bruce lee
freedom
pace
paced
evil
carnival
murder
tree
a
I have already done this, the whole “Foo Fighters” there goes my hero thing…it’s playing in my head as I “speak” y
I think of the foo fighters song and that infectious beat-“Here comes my hero watch him as he goes” what does that even mean-are you watching him as he is leaving-or watching him as he/she is doing a heroic task-why is that guitar rift so infectious?
“Wish you were here” pops to mind. Ah, good old Pink Floyd. From there we bounce to “Shine On You Crazy Diamond” and land on “Angel.” The last is not by Pink Floyd, but in a weird way tis in a similar vein.
hero’s are people who always know what to do and where to go. They have followers even though they sometimes don’t want them. They stand up for others and try to be the best of the majority. Hero’s are people who don’t just give up, they’re normal people. They’re apart of our society.
“My hero!” the little girl squealed. The life guard sighed and returned to his post; the most action he’s seen all day has been bunches of little girls pretending to drown. Meanwhile, that same little girl trotted proudly to her giggling friends.
Eric is my love and my superman and my batman. He makes me feel safe and protects me. He is my hero.
a hero is someone who cares. someone who bothers to think about all those in need, and actually does something to help. people who get upset about tragedies but don’t do anything are not heroes. people who go out of their way to do something beneficial. that’s what a hero is.
Hero? My hero right now is me. I am my own hero. I’m still standing. Thank God. He’s my guidance.
no different from a martyr
We all want to be a hero
When all we need is a hero
And we can’t be our own hero
My hero, so young and innocent. She saved me, and has no idea. As she runs and plays, barely learning to talk, she is oblivious to the fact that I would not be alive if she had not been born.
There are no real hero.
Je ne sais pas trop ce qu’est un héros. Je ne sais pas trop si écrire en français est permis. Je ne sais pas trop ce que je suis en train de faire.
I’m not a hero. The world needs hero, but I don’t want to be one of them. Do you have a problem with that? I think I don’t like heros
My Dad has done so much for me in these 22 years. He is the one I look up to and what I want to be like when I am a parent. I want my future children to look up to me as much as I look up to him. My Dad is my hero.
he was my hero
but he never saved anyone.
he was simply great.
Hero. Hello, halo, harrow, horror, how? Who, who is the hero here? Who among can claim such a title, a designation, an honor?
Person who does good deeds. I think of the Greek hero Achilles. Greek heroes killed monsters.
I miss having a hero, someone I can look up to. The thing I’ve realise is no hero can be 100% good. It’s sort of like the ting and yang, a little bad in all that’s good. Still, sometimes you get fooled and are only seeing the little good in something horribly bad. I miss having a hero, but today I decide I am my own.
All those who fought during our wars and conflicts I would consider a hero. So many.
Everyone wants a hero in their life. But the best hero there is, is for you to grab your own boot strings and be your own for yourself.
She always said that Hercules was her hero. I couldn’t disagree more, as she reminded me nothing of Hercules, and didn’t appear to even know how to correctly spell his name.
“Hero?” He threw back his head and laughed. It was a sound that set her teeth on edge. “All I’ve done is sacrifice my friends on the altar of ambition.”
Im looking for my own hero to save me. i dont know what i need saving from, Im happy yet sad. Im not satisfied i wan to be a hero too. for someone, i want that connection. where i find Someone who thinks im just as great a i think he is. i want my hero and m tired of waiting
Your smile made me want to see more light. You saved me when I was on the verge of breaking down. You are the man with no cape and didn’t even need to die but is surely the hero of my life.
My hero. My love. Ever since I met you, no one else is worth thinking about….
Who are my heroes? simple, every day people who have stepped up and done extraordinary things in the face of adversity.
People I admire are the ones who can take a hard look in the mirror and see truth reflected there, then take steps to change anything they aren’t happy with about the image in front of them.
I never thought of him as a hero.
He was too quiet, too forgiving, too SOFT.
He never seemed like the perfect prince or the dazzling knight who would sweep princesses off their feet.
But when he saw me in my broken state and did nothing but come up to sit with me, I realized that maybe, he was a different kind of hero.
The kind of hero I needed.
I am a hero, strong powerfull, dashing and tall. I am a hero compastionate, loving, hopefull and happy. I am a hero, and together we can do whatever we want because heroes are made not born. Courage is learned not ingrained and there are people that need our help everywhere. I am a hero and so are you.
You are my hero. I know that’s an odd thing for a father to say to a son, when you’re the one who looks in awe at my twice-as-large hands, and trace your fingers on calluses like burls on trees. You stand on mountains of sofa cushions and fight with plastic lightsabers against villains that are invisible to the rest of us. For you a thunderstorm requires bravery; you plunge your face against my fleece sweater and rub your runny nose there but not too long because then you’re looking out the window again. You ask why? and your why’s require answers, and sometimes I want to say, that’s just the way it is, but of course, heroes never believe that. You run ahead on the trail with your walking stick, because who goes slowly on an adventure? and though your mom jokes we should put you on a leash sometime, I’m content to have you lead on.
There is a hero in everyone of us. All that is necessary to reveal our true character, is for something out of the ordinary, to occur and we will come out wining all the time.