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Stories and Poems - A
Work of Historical Fiction -
(Fall 1998)
Dear Journal, I have been on this wretched boat for...., Oh, I
have lost track of the days. I am so weak, my scurvy is at it's
worst and I have no will to live. I have now come to realize my
terrible fate. I am to die at sea. How foolish I was to believe
the captain, with his fake promises of wealth as well as fame. I
look back at myself now, so eager to be rich, how selfish and
stupid. The harsh reality of life. I know we will never see land.
It was all a dream. I feel faint all the time. I have
hallucinations everyday, I see my family, my friends, my home. I
will never live to see them again. I have heard rumors of a mutiny
.I would not be surprised. The work has been so strenuous. I...
I..., wait, I hear yells, shouts, I hear, wait yes, the captain
has yelled "Land-Ho!" I must go.
(2 days later)
Dear beautiful, amazing, lovely journal! It is true! We have
reached land. My throat is hoarse from yelling and singing. My
face is sunburnt from staring up at the sky and thanking GOD. I
have drank so much ale that I do not think I will need to drink
for another year! My scurvy is almost gone. I feel like I have
been born again. I cannot express to you dear journal, how much
happiness is in my heart and my body currently. I wake up, for 2
days now, smelling wonderful flowers, the pure clean soil, the new
dew on, on, on, the amazing trees! I am at a loss for words.
Everything is so breathtaking. The lush landscape seems to stretch
endlessly, and the sun shines with such intensity I feel as though
I am blinded by its immense shine & glory. I find myself crying,
not out of sadness, but of joy. Of sheer joy.
Now that I look back, the endless days of work, the suffering, the
death, all of it worth it, for this wonder! The wonderful smell of
life! I lay on the grass kissing it, because, well, I do not know
I am just so full of sheer joy. I have never been happier! I am
kissing & hugging everyone! Laughing of joy when I see bugs. Bugs!
And the birds! Oh how beautiful! I must go, we are setting camp up
and I must help. Farewell!
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