The Titanic: Tragedy on the atlantic.

The icy north atlantic ocean

John was plunged into the water. He swam around hopeless awaiting his death. "HELP US!" People cried. An officer would blow on his whistle. "RETURN.. THE BOATS!" On boat 6 Molly brown would begin to get fed up with Hitchens. "I say we go back! We have plenty of room for more!" "NO! WE ARE NOT GOING BACK! DO YOU WANT US TO DIE FOR GODS SAKE!?"  John would eventually find a piece of wood, he'd climb on top of it. He'd watch dead bodies float around him.. "You don't understand..." Hitchens would say. "If we go back they'll swamp the boat, they'll pull us right down I'm telling ya!" "Oh stop it, you're scaring me.. Come on girls grab an oar!" "Are you out of your mind!? We're in the middle of the north atlantic! Now do you people wanna live or do you want to die!?" "I don't understand one of you.." Molly brown would look around the boat. Ivy and Ellen would sit there in silence. "It's your men out there! We have plenty of room for more!" "And there will be one less in this boat if you don't shut that hole in your face!" Hitchens would shout. Molly would go silent. "Keep those ties nice and tight!" 5th officer Lowe would look at the water. "Right, listen to me men we have to go back! I want to transfer all the women in this boat into that boat over there!" The sailors in the boat would look at him, shocked. "We have no room in here sir." "Rubbish! You have room for 30 more!" John would lie there, staring at a dead body. He was hopeless. He was about to close his eyes when he heard an officers whistle, and a man screaming "IS THERE ANYONE OUT THERE?" He'd quickly get up and kneel on his piece of wood. He'd try scream, but his voice was gone. Realising the boat was passing through fast he started to try paddling his piece of wood towards the boat. Luckily a stoker help rowing the boat would spot him. "SIR! LOOK! A PASSENGER!" "I SEE HIM! PULL! PULL! PULL!"  They would help John into the boat and began to row away from the bodies.