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On the 14th of April, 11 o'clock You struck an iceberg. Never to return to dock. They were all very brave, Especially towards the end. Realizing they might never see land again. There were bangings and clashings, and china on the walls. Oh Titanic, what a fall.

Note: I have change one word that was in the original. Instead of designer, I changed it to father. ‘Well this is it. I thought it would be a uneventful trip across the Atlantic. I was wrong. This is my story from my point of view.’ April 10,1912- Cherbourg, France It started out like any normal day. I was getting ready to leave Southampton, England to New York City in America. It was time to leave but on the way out there was almost a collision between the New York and me. Luckily we missed each other. The first stop was Cherbourg, France. People disembarked there. We did also pick up passengers as well. From first class all th

Chapter 4 "Oh, what just happened?" Herman grumbled as he slowly opened his eyes, allowing them to adjust on the piercing bright light of the florescent lights of the small mom-and-pop garage, "Where am I?" "Larson's Garage." Herman heard a young man say as he stepped forward, still wiping the grease and oil from his hands, "Careful not to move around so much, your paint is still wet." However, Herman never heard what he had said because the second he saw the human that stood before him, he tried to lunge at the human. This would have a success for Herman and disastrous for the human had Herman not still been on the car lift in the first pl