Day 1:

Hi my name is William Wallace. Iím 14 years old and I live in Britain. Iím going to America on a boat that will drop us off at Ellis Island. Iím keeping a journal throughout my voyage to America because one day I hope to send it back to Britain so all my relatives can read what it was like. My parents canít come with me to America because they only have enough money for one ticket and they told me that they want a better life for me, so they are only sending me.

Tomorrow will be my first day on my voyage and tonight I need to pack and get all belongings for the trip. My aunt Marry is gonna be there waiting for me. I canít wait until I get to America and I am so excited about the trip. My parents have given me $15 incase of emergency, and told me that no mater what people say to you, never spend that money on anything that is not mandatory.

Day 2:

Well Iím on the boat now but it seemed like it took me forever to get on it. All morning I stood online waiting and waiting when realized that the reason I was waiting online was because I had to fill out a Question sheet. If I remember, there were 29 or 30 questions on the sheet but I think it was 29 every immigrant that was going to America had to fill out the sheet. Iím not too sure what it was for but there were questions such as, "How much money are you carrying?","What nationality are you?" and "What is your native language?", and a lot more stuff like that. At first I was scared to leave my parents and my home country because Iím now all on my own, and I have no one to help me threw life for the next couple of days. To tell you the truth, I sort of feel helpless.

Day 3:

Today I was trying to get some fresh air on the boat and I came across a couple of older men and women that were flipping a coin to see who would win money. I remembered that my parents told me about stuff like this and they said it was called gambling. They also told me that I can never do stuff like this and especially while Iím on my voyage. These older men and women kept trying to ask me to play but I kept saying no to them. They wouldnít stop asking and I didnít know what to do so I just ran away and went back to my cabin.

I didnít eat much at all today because I felt really seasick because there was a storm that lasted for the entire day.

Day 6:

I canít believe what happened to me. I lost me journal that day of the storm and I cried for almost the entire next day. I was so happy today when I found my journal in my suitcase in the inside pocket. I donít remember how it got there but I donít care because Iím just glad that I found it.

We are suppose to arrive in New York harbor in 2 days and Iím starting to get really nervous and scared. What happens if I get deported and I let my parents and family, in Britain, down. I donít think they will ever love me again. They had such great expectations for me in America and if I donít excepted into the country for some reason I donít know if I would be able to face my family. I have to try to not think about these things right now.

Day 7:

One of my roommates was telling me a lot of stuff about Ellis Island. Did you know that there is an Angel Island on the west side of America somewhere, where all the same stuff happens that happens on Ellis Island.

He also told me a lot of other stuff that he had read in a book. He said that Ellis Island was the Island that would either make you or break you. He said that it was nicknamed "The Island of Hope and The Island of Tears". He said that