Chapter 2

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As I walked into my bedroom, I noticed that the curtains were buckwheat and the walls were painted crimson brown. My bed was covered with Duckdown pillows and the paintings on the walls were exquisite.

I stared out my window, and all I could see was a couple of dolphins and England in the background.

We were going to America for a vacation. My fathers business was striving to great heights, the money for the trip came an ease.

I was so lucky to be apart of the trip. So many people had raved about how the ship was unsinkable, and how the outside of the ship was made of steel.

Tonight, we were going to meet the designer of the ship. The man behind the mastermind of the Titanic. At school I studied engineering and art, so I had many questions for the man behind the so called genius.

I slipped into my evening dress. Purple embroided with the finest silk drapes. Mother summoned me to her bedroom and covered me with her fur coat.

As we walked down the main deck, I noticed something odd. I was no mathematician, but the number of people divided by the life boats was two hundred and fifty remainder one thousand.

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