Historical
The Lost Children
Nobody came looking for us that dreadful night. Nor did they come days after. Weeks, months, who knew how long we were on that island. As good as dead. That's what we were, just a bunch of lost children, whose parents had perished on that chilling night… leaving no one to remember or care where these children had vanished. But we were there; always there… slowly rotting away from that tragedy they called… the titanic.
By Leielle Bocman4 years ago in Fiction
Moonless Night
I walked quietly past a man in overalls and a girl dressed in a more elegant gown than mine; they paid no mind to me as they spit over the vessel's side. The man's saliva was thrown into the ocean, while I imagined the woman's half attempt to follow dribbling down the "T" painted on the ship. I hoped one day, I would be as carefree as they were.
By Marie Kynd 4 years ago in Fiction
Messages in the Dark
Of the many questions that arise about the Titanic's sinking, one of the most haunting is: why didn't anyone get there sooner? Why was there such a delay in getting help? Though there are many answers to these questions, one is the difficulty and time it took to transmit messages to ships via Morse code. A general SOS could not be sent out to the general radio as can be done today. Rather, the Titanic had to send separate distress messages to each ship in the area, costing valuable time that resulted in tragic deaths. The radiomen were actively engaged in the process of translating language back and forth, and the time required to do so (though greatly reduced due to skill and training) was enough to lead to disaster.
By Robin Laurinec4 years ago in Fiction
Forbidden love on Titanic
Walking on to the largest ship in the world was about to change everything for some many people. I never knew how much it would change my life. My family was one of the wealthy ones and my father had bought first class tickets the moment they went on sale in May of 1911. He heard of the largest ship being built and wanted the prestige of being one of the first to sale on the largest ship ever built.
By Michael Noon4 years ago in Fiction
An Unsinkable Love. Top Story - April 2022.
The whole thing was surreal. An hour had passed since Titanic had struck ice, and only the first of the lifeboats were being lowered into the freezing waters below. Shrieks and cries reverberated out into the vast nothingness of the Atlantic Ocean for no one to hear; only to be silenced by the booming crystalline white rockets exploding overhead.
By Aaron M. Weis4 years ago in Fiction
Titanic
My name is Rebecca Thatcher, and I'm twelve years old. I'll be thirteen in July. I live with my mother and father in Manchester, England. Father is a schoolteacher; he's going to America for a sabbatical year of travel and study. One day in April, we rode the train to Southampton to board the RMS Titanic.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Fiction
A Metanoia Summer
Have you ever felt as if you had another life somewhere out in the universe? Not just any life, but a better one than you already have. I’ve always thought my grandmother had one. She used to tell me stories about the times she spent on the Titanic ship. That was before its tragedy of course. My Abuela mentioned that the summer of 1912 was a life-changing moment for her. I never knew why, until my family had a gathering one late night around spring.
By Sorelle.Maia4 years ago in Fiction
Curse of the Dancer
The mystery's of life never unfold so delicately, now do they? I aboard this ship with hopes to meet someone to change my atmosphere. I never would've guessed I'd die within a mere few days of my voyage of bliss. However, I did meet this person whom changed my entire life with little conversation. I board this grand ship named The Titanic and adventured from event to event held aboard. The view was so lovely and the sea was quite a sight to witness. It's a vast blue that reached beyond my sight and seemed never ending.
By Daveen Éveline 4 years ago in Fiction
