A modern Pocahontas tale:Chapter 10 by PrincessOfCorona, literature
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A modern Pocahontas tale:Chapter 10
From the last page of John Smith's journal-
The bright white light was pricking my eyes painfully. My eyes were opened to a bright, unfamiliar, white room. "Am I dead?" I asked myself. My eyes began taking the surroundings. The first thing caught my eyes- a small red velvet box on the table at the foot end. It was the box I carried always with me since I met Pocahontas. Inside it there was I felt so relieved to see the precious box, safely near me. Just then another thought crossed my mind -how it came here? It was inside my pocket. Then where I was? I gazed at my right side. The wall beside me was covered with vertical blinds, over