A story about John Laurens and you!
Your name is Valentina, a girl from a large family who moved here to America from Spain! Although you have past trauma from things that happened before moving, you try to adjust well to life here, where you make...
I sighed deeply as I watched the oceans waves crash into the ship we boarded, blinking away the salty mist left behind. I'm so bored.... "Are we there yet?" I asked, for once instead of Rosa. "I have to throw up...." Just as Mamá was about to answer, one of the ship's crew shouted; "Land Ho!!"
Hmm, I guess that answers my question....
After a while of suffering, we FINALLY were able to stagger onto new land. I looked around New York Harbor and saw people. Well, OBVIOUSLY, but everyone seemed so hopeful and optimistic here. So many different cultures and souls with each their ambitions -
"What an eyesore" Zaneta's muttering interrupted my thoughts, but she still had a look of excitement in her eyes. "SURE, Z. You look like you can't wait to settle in!" Her twin shouted.
Carlos laughed. Zaneta pounced.
I stood there, laughing at the sight of my younger twin siblings fight once again, until Lucina came up to me. She took my right hand in hers, where we bore the matching symbols engraved into our skin, a broken crown, with her number, 203, and mine, 204. I looked at the branding for a moment, until she spoke.
"Hey. This is a new land, and we have another chance to what has been taken from us." She glanced at the letters quickly, and I noticed her breath hitch, and panic in her eyes, before calming herself. "We're still together, surviving.."
I grasped her hand, but I felt anger. "Well, some of those brutes are surviving, too" I knew that fact was what made her panic. "We're safe, Val. For now."
TIME SKIP TO THEIR CARRIAGE RIDE TO THEIR NEW CRIB 😌
"EEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEH" (literally me) Rosa screeched as we saw our new home. "IT LOOKS LIKE THE HOUSES BACK HOME!!!"
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I looked around in awe. This place was beautiful! It felt just like home already. "Let's go choose our rooms!" Zaneta said, leading our sisters and I inside.
This was your room:
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I quickly grabbed my things and my sisters. "Yo, this one's mine!"(get it haha) Looking around, I see an additional small room, like an office. "Rosa, look, we can store some of the seamstress things and work in here!" My little sister's eyes lit up at that.
Time skip to dinner::
"Sooooo...what are we doing tomorrow?" Zaneta blurted out through a mouthful of chicken Alfredo (ok this story is gonna have like modern food).
Papá looked at his plate. "All your brothers and I will leave for the war in a week. We're going to prepare supplies and such until then."
"What?" My sisters and I, minus Lucina exclaimed. Zaneta turned and glared at Carlos. "Uhm, when were you gonna tell me?" He just shrugged sadly.
Mamá spoke up. "Well, I'm going to settle our things into the house and help the boys prepare, so you girls should go out and explore more of Manhattan."
"We can make friends tomorrow!" Rosa shook my arm. "Okay okay" I laughed.
