Dear Journal,
Today we arrived in the New World. The land is rich and fertile but there is only one problem. There are others here! Not English but savages! I have never seen seen one but some of our men have and from what they have said I do not want to! They say that these savages are barely clothed- how disrespectful! I could not imagine showing off my body to everyone. Our men also tell stories of their land. They have odd tents with more awkward symbols on them. They sleep on the floor, and paint themsleves all over! I shudder at the thought!
-Good night, Elizabeth

Dear Journal,
I saw one, I saw one! I never thought I thought I would but I did. I was going down to the stream to get some water. He was scary! Even though he was looked my age (14) he looked as if he was from far away. His face was painted, and his hair was dark like the nights sky. He did not notice me and I am thankful for that. god knows what pain might have befallen me. I am worried if he did see me will he come after me.
-Good Night, Elizabeth

Dear Journal,
I saw him again. But I was not afraid I became lost in his brown eyes. By the time I realized I was staring I quickly turned back to the river to get the water and fell in! I started to try and swim but the current was to strong and I was being swept away! I was starting to go under when I heard another splash. I felt someone pull me and I tried to float but my energy was gone. The next thing that I remember was that everything went black. I awoke when the sun was directly above me. I begain to sit up when I saw him! Journal the sun made him glow like the fire and I could not deny it. He said something that I could not understand. Then He pointed to himslef and said “Helaku.” I think that is him name. He pointed to me and I said “Elizabeth.” With that he ran off. I lay down on my back until I heard footsteps. I got up to see and it was my sister, Mary. She is already married so I thought to ask her. She looked very upset and excited. “Elizabeth, you're alive!” she shouted as she ran toward me. “Are you all right? Did those savages get you? Did they hurt you?” She asked me all of these questions while she grabbed my hands. “I went to get some water. But I nearly drowned.” I said. “Drowned?” She cried, “What happened?” I do not know how to begin. “It was an accident. But he saved me. Mary, I’m in love!” “Elizabeth, how wonderful! Who is the lucky boy?” May looks at me as if she is planning the wedding already. “His name-" I begin, “His name is Helaku. I love him with all my heart. H-" Mary quickly cuts in before I can finish. “WHAT! He can’t be one of us! He is one of those savages isn’t he? What are you thinking? He is a savage, you a young lady. Please tell me you're kidding.” Now I want to cry. “Helaku. I love him,” I whisper. I can not look into Mary’s eyes, I already know what I will see. But she says it.. “Elizabeth, look at my eyes. I am very disappointed in you. You can not do this. Do not let anyone one else. Anyone.” I hang my head low. I long to see Helaku’s face.
-Elizabeth

Dear Journal,
I have been going to the river every day since yesterday just to get a glimpse of him. I can not think of life without Helaku. I try to be quiet so I watch him but every time he hears me and runs off. I wish I knew where he lived. I wish so many things but most of all I wish for Helaku.

Dear Journal,
A month has passed since I last have written in you. I have been very busy, mostly with Helaku. Today when I went to the river I stood there watching Helaku. But he did not run. He was carving something. Fainaly he turned around and started walking toward me. My heart was beating fast as he got closer and closer. I didn’t know what to do and I froze. He took my and put something in it. It was a necklace of a wolf. “Helaku.” I say still unable to move. Then I lean over to give him a kiss. His face turns red and I feel mine do the same. He takes the necklace and puts it around my neck. He says something again that I can not understand. Then he goes under a tree and sits. I sit too. He starts pointing to things and saying their name in his languge. Whenever he is done I point to it and tell its name from the languge I call my own. “Tree. Bird. Grass. Elizabeth. Helaku. Love.” I know what I need to do. I point at him then me then touch both our hearts while saying love. It was getting late so I leave in case anyone is looking for me.
-Elizabeth

Dear Journal,
Every day for the for the past week Helaku has been teaching me his languge and have been teaching him mine. Then today said something that mde my heart soar. He pointed to me and said “Helaku love Elizabeth.” I couldn’t have been more happy. Then I took him to camp. I didn’t know what I was doing but I made sure no one saw him. I took him to Mary and when she saw him she screamed. “What are you doing?” “This is Helaku and I love him. I don’t care what you think because I’m leaving!.” With that we ran out of the cabin and Mary screamed “And what are you going to do with him?” “MARRY HIM!” I yelled.
-Elizabeth

Dear Journal,
I have been living with Helaku’s tribe for a while now. But today I will be married after I am cleansed. The woman will bring me to a river no man knows about. Then they will bathe away my past and welcome me to them. Lastly I will marry Helaku.
Later...
I am so happy for now I am married to Helaku. I do not care if I am 14 all I care about is Helaku. Now that we are married we have our own home which is called a Wigwam. I am finally looked apon as a woman. I am finally me. Helaku’s brother finally respects me. I now have a new name which is Angeni it means spirit angel.
-Angeni

Dear Journal,
It’s been years now hasn’t it? Helaku‘s father died in a battle and I have been mourning for him. Why? Another tribe has sold this land even though it did not belong to them. The land does not belong to anyone, not even us. Helaku is alve but he is very upset for me. He has just told me the news, in the battle one of the guns misfired and lit my sister’s Cabin on fire. She was asleep and now she is dead. This only fills me with more grief. Now I shall stop forever.
-Toho, Angeni