A Survivor Account from the RMS Titanic
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A Survivor Account from the RMS Titanic Sitting staring at the beautiful scenery that I can see from my small home where I came to retire in Chester, the memories of the disaster that happened seventy years before in the very early hours of April 15th 1912. At the time of tragedy I was only engaged to Charles but now he is my husband and the man I share this house with. To this day in spite of everything I still hear the screams and dream the terrifying event continuously night after night, the coldness and pain still rushes through my blood and sends a shiver down my spine. Two months before I boarded the ship with my parents and siblings, I was sitting, trying to relax, on the veranda of Sheaphead's hotel, Cairo accompanied by my dearest friend William Sloper. A rather odd looking little man approached me with meaningful words...

