En overlevelseshistorie fra Titanic

The 15th of April 1912, was a life-changing day for me. I was on a cruise trip on the

famous ferry “Titanic”. I was in my room with a friend I met there. Her name was

Ashley, and we became best friends. We were playing a card game, and then she

said, “What was that?”, I looked at her, and we both freaked out. We ran outside and

saw everyone panicking, and a staff member said we hit an iceberg. I began to

hyperventilate because I was so scared. Ashley tried to calm me down, and it helped

a little bit. But after the water began to come inside the ship, I was lost, and she was

too. The other passengers ran over to me and helped. After I found out why. A big

black sky was facing us. Smoke and water had taken over.

I saw many dead bodies on my way to the lifeboats, and it was an awful sight. A

sight that never leaves me, and I don’t think it ever will. Everyone screamed, and it

was all a big mess. People fought to get into the lifeboats as there was not enough

room for everyone. Children and women had first priority. Ashley fell on the deck and