Dear diary It’s April 13, my third day here on the titanic, it’s quite nice actually, I didn’t expect it to be so nice, on second class, I really like it here though, the fresh smell of sea water and the wind going through every single strand of my hair.
I’m so exited to start a new life in America, especially New York. I’m set on being an author, write books about love, friendship and trust, I’ve always had good ideas for stories. I have always known that I wouldn’t have had a chance of succeeding in England so I’m going to take this new opportunity
Today I’ve just been walking around exploring the ship, it’s beautiful I’ve never seen nothing quite like it at home, probably because I’ve always been alone. My mom died when she gave birth to me and my dad left me when I was able to walk, so this is a big step and opportunity for me.
Dear diary its now April 14, I just woke up and today I’m going to try to find some inspiration for my new book. I went outside on the front deck and I saw a boy and a girl running around laughing, I was sure that one of the 2 must be named rose or something like that, she came from a really rich family. But I was just wondering what she was doing with a “poor” guy. They looked very cute together though, I suddenly wanted to write a love story that happened on the long journey on the titanic, and maybe they should be the couple I was going to write about be writing about
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