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    It was still dark when Pocahontas woke up the next morning. She had to leave before John woke or he might suspect something. She didn’t have time to think about what he would think of her decision. She knew he wouldn’t like it, but she had to follow her heart.
    “I was stupid for giving up John Smith,” she thought as she made her way through the forest. “He was the best thing that ever happened to me and I have to find him.”
    Pocahontas didn’t know what would happened when she found him or if he even wanted to see her, but she knew she had to try. She searched in all the spots where she had been with John Smith. The waterfall, the giant tree, even Grandmother Willow, but she had little hope in finding him.
    She wandered aimlessly through the forest, just praying that she would find him. She stopped to rest by a small pond. When she looked around she realized that it was where they had first kissed. He was in the back of her mind and no matter how much she tried to get rid of the thought of him, he would not leave.
    “I shouldn’t be thinking about him,” she thought out loud. “It will just bring me pain when I learn that he is over me. He’s probably moved on by now. He probably loves another.”
    Pocahontas sighed and closed her eyes to calm herself. Soon her lips began to move and she found herself singing to remind of John Smith.

“You think I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know ...
You think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name”


Her singing came to an end when she heard a noise behind her. This time she did not run. Out from behind the trees came a man. He stopped when he saw her and just stared at her. Her heart ran to him, but her legs remained still.
“Pocahontas?” He finally spoke.
He was hesitant to make the first move, but he walked to her until he was right in front of her. They stared into each other’s eyes. He reached his hand out and Pocahontas took hold of it. With their hands together again, Pocahontas felt whole once more.

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