Titanic Retold by Cassie- Creative Writing

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My name’s Cassie and I have a story to tell. This is the story I

remember. I can only tell you this story without the facts, I can tell

you it the way it happened to me. I can’t tell you how long ago it

happened. I’ve lost all sense of time. My mind is warped and I don’t

really understand what happened that night.

I guess my story must begin on Christmas day 1911. I was 8 at the

time.

I lived with my father George Turn. We lived in a little flat in

Southampton, and he was my hero. I never knew my mother; she died when

I was young so my father was all I had.

Back to Christmas day, I woke up and ran out of the bedroom into the

main room. We had a rather pathetic looking Christmas tree this year

but me and father had put some coloured rags on it. Under our

Christmas tree there were three parcels. One of which was from me to

my father. The other two I guessed were for me. I waited for my

father to wake up before I opened my presents. The first was a thick

rectangle that I opened quickly it was a chocolate bar. Father opened

his present and found his orange. He tried to act surprised.

I slowly opened the parcel and to my surprise it was tickets on the

Titanic.

The next few months went quickly, I told everyone I saw, I was going

on the Titanic. We were going to America, to New York, to see the

sights. On the Titanic. People looked surprised when I told them. The

tickets were very expensive, when I asked father how he could afford

them. He just winked at me, whatever that meant.

I remember the day so well; there were so many people down on

Southampton dock. Father accidentally bumped into a rich man who

introduced himself as John G Butler. He was a very nice man who told

me I was going to grow up to be a heartbreaker.

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