RMS Titanic

As I lay in the ice cold water that tragic night in 1912 a person cant help but think about who will miss me when I am gone. God it was so cold, my whole body was numb from the water.As my death slowly approached I could hear all the screams of the people begging for mercy.A lot of people were blaming Captain Smith for hitting the iceberg.I was not angry at the captain.I knew he would not sink the beautiful ship on purpose.So I could go to my watery grave knowing that the captain was not to blame for all the deaths that cold night.The ship was going to New York City but the ship,along with many others died that night.