Pilgrim Journal Entry

Dear Journal,

Today we hit land in the new world. It smelt of the freshest grass, and the evergreen trees. The water was the purest blue and the sky looked like a never ending waterfall with the clouds as the rapids. Later in the day, I was hit with a shock when we took a vote to make our government, because there was no government in the new world. I never thought that I would be elected to be somebody of importance. I always thought that I was just another pretty face that people knew, but never really thought could do something. I was proved wrong today when I was voted to be “The Cold Blooded Hudson's” leader. It proved myself worthy of believing that I could do things and not have a reason to be afraid. Fear was always one of the biggest blocks in my life. It stopped me from doing things that would have made me different from all of the other people. But that block was removed about 2 months ago when my family decided to hop on the Mayflower and sail away to the new world. This changed and rattled my way of looking at life. Now I am the head of the government, and four others were also appointed jobs to do. Two of them were the head of security, one other makes laws, and the last one revises the laws.

While we were out at sea, we lost 5 people. We had to throw some of the bodies overboard. Sadly, I know that the worst is yet to come. The thought hangs in my mind like the morning fog looming before me. I can swipe it away, but it still comes back later. It makes me feel like there is danger lurking around every corner, every step is one away from safeness and one closer to danger, and that every illness and death is a sin that never escapes our minds. I feel that I am never safe, and that the Indians are the greatest danger that we all fear above all else. I am still thankful to be on dry land, and not in that cramped boat out at sea in storms. It still makes me sad to leave England and all of the friendly and happy things that I knew there. I had a few friends, but only two came on the journey with me. We love to challenge ourselves.I have always felt like the third wheel with them, but thankfully I have had the journey to take my mind off of friends and sadness. The journey was rough, but the payoff was worth it. I would definitely do something like this again if the payoff was this big. All in all, the journey, the events, and the payoff… everything was worth it, from the deaths to the land and freedom to me being chosen to lead “The Cold Blooded Hudsons”.

~Sophia~