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I shut my eyes tightly, trying to shut out the image before me. But I could still see it. And I could still hear the cries of thousands. The R.M.S. Titanic rose high into the air, and then sank into the Atlantic. Slowly, the
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At first I was frantic. I was on the Titanic. I was going to die. In tears, I tried to explain what would happen to my bewildered "family". 11
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I felt lost. Which way was the dining hall? I was beginning to wish that I had waited for my "mother". 'No.' I told myself. 'she might have made me stay in my room, and I have work to do.' Remembering this, I was even more de
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