9/11: A Brief Story Of The Titanic

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I am in line with my older sister and parents waiting for the Titanic ship to come so we can board. My sister towers above me, while her blond curls bounce in the wind. She wears a golden cross necklace shines in my eyes. She says it reminds her that she will be in heaven someday. The booming sound of a whistle comes ringing in my ear. I can see the four smokestacks on the RMS Titanic puffing away. I feel the cold, breezy, ocean air in my face biting my nose on this chilly morning of April 11th.
“Make sure you do not drop your ticket Max,” my mom warns me. “Caley has it,” I reply as the ship blows its whistle again.
My family and I are travelling to America for a new beginning. I may only be a meager redheaded eight year old, but I know we are moving because my dad's business has been doing poorly.
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We will be brought to the luxury ship by two small boats called tenders with the names PS Ireland and PS America. We are told that the lower class will get on first so we wait till second class is called. Finally, after what seems ages, second class is allowed on. A crew member glances at my older sisters ticket and my ticket. When he hands them back to her, my family and I pick up our bags and start slowly walking towards the tender. I look back on shore for to see the last glimpse of Queenstown I will probably ever see. I am excited for what comes ahead of us but I will most definitely miss