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26th of April, 1587. Portesmouth harbor, England.
Walking towards the ship that was to carry you across the ocean, doubts began to stir in your mind. While going on this ship, and assisting John White personally, would be a great honor and adventure, you would dearly miss the family you would leave behind. Yes, you were planning to bring them over to the colony as soon as you were settled, and the colony had taken form, but only God knew how long that would take. Standing in the shadow of the ship, you were roughly shaken from your thoughts by a shouting voice: ''(name), there you are at last! I have been waiting for you the whole morning, the other assistants have already arrived.'' Walking towards the voice, which belonged to John White, you answered: ''Sorry sir, I have just been admiring the ships.''
''You will have enough time to do that during our journey, (name). Take your luggage on board and meet me at my rooms, the others are already waiting.''
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While seeing the faces of your family in your mind, you decide not to go on board; the journey will be to perilous, and you can not bear the thought of never seeing them again.
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''Right away sir.'' You set foot on the gangway, and take a deep breath. The smell of the salty sea air makes you heart race with excitement.
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