Short Story
The Titanic
As I watched Kayla's boat slip away her tiny head clutched to the womens face chest I could feel tears stinging in my eyes. Suddenly I felt a lurch and was engulfed in the pitch blackness that had just inclosed me when the great ship lost power. As I sprinted to the bow of the boat terror lurched through me. I clutched the railing as I slowley slid to the dark water that was turning a dream into a nightmare. Knowing that I could never hold on I muttered a paryer to my God and go of the rickity railing. As I fell into the darkness below I closed my eyes and fell.
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