Titanic Paper

My name is Eleanor Roster and I was eight years old when it all went down. I remember it like it was yesterday. I feel like those three, long, dreadful, cold hours just play over and over in my head constantly. I just remember hearing screams, and workers saying, “Women and children first!” I was a first class child, I should have been on a life boat first! Even when I think about it, it stirs up all of my anger, tears, and the need for revenge. I should have lived, I shouldn’t have frozen to death. I remember sinking into the water, watching the life boats float away with people aboard. They had tears, fear and thousands of worries in their eyes. I remember seeing tears, hearing screams and cries, smelling smoke, and feeling ice cold water on my pale white skin.(repetition sentence) I was one of the 1,517 people who died on the Titanic in 1912.( says “tears” a lot) I had a good life before the sinking. Parents were in love, I was an only child, in a great house. Then once the Titanic sank it was all over, for me at least. My parents had another baby after I died, like they were trying to replace me, or start over. It makes me so angry. Now all I want is revenge and I will have it. But I am a ghost, and this could be a problem. Like, how will I pick up the sharp blade to get the sweet taste of vengeance. However I do it, their death will happen, and it will feel good. And I might just do it tonight. ( I don’t like that sentence, I don’t think it belongs) I floated through the back door, and I crept to my old room. I saw the most dreadful thing anyone could ever see. I saw a crib, a changing table and a pillow, with the letters M-A-R-Y embroidered on the front. Such an innocent name. What will happen to her when I kill my parents? Well, its not my problem. While wondering through the long, narrow hall toward the living room, I heard laughter. It made my stomach tighten and my heart ache. I felt sick. The happy family, two parents, and Mary. When I