New eyes ahead
This was supposed to be a new start, that's what Father Jameson told me at least when he gave me this ticket--it was a donation to the parish, the place I grew up when I was ten years old after my mother past away. He'd always told me, I'd accomplish way more than everyone would have imagined me to go, including myself. America is my only way to prove to Father Jameson, the orphanage and to myself that I can be anything I want to be...but there is something in my way. A ocean, an iceberg, and a giant hole in the ship, perfect.