Journal of Bess Waldo Allison

By Lilly Brenon

Journal entry April 10, 1912

I am traveling on the Titanic from London to New York with my husband and 2 children. My husband's name is Hudson and my 2 children are Helen Loraine and Hudson Trevor. Trevor is 11 months and Lorain is 2 years. My husband is 30 and I am 25. We are passengers in first class of the titanic. We will be taking off shortly. Me and my husband brought along trevors nurse, Alice Cleaver. We have just arrived into our rooms. I am sharing a room with my husband and lorain. Alice has a room with trevor. Me and my husband went to dinner with some friends and I brought lorain to show her the beauty of the ship's 1st class diner.

Journal entry April 15, 1912

Me and my husband were reading a book around 11:40 when someone came to our door and warned us about how an ice berg had hit the titanic. My husband, not even looking up from his book, said we’ll be fine. after the worker informed us. In my mind I knew we’d be fine but something made me think we should check it out just in case . At 12:05 we were Interrupted by the sounds of panic screams. I directed Alice Cleaver, the children's nurse, to get the children dressed and we were soon up to the deck of the boat in no time. We were soon separated though I realized that Alice Cleaver and baby Trevor were unaccounted for, me and my husband and I resolved that we would not leave the Titanic until after Trevor was found, nor would we be parted from little Loraine in search of him. We then went to our life boat hoping that Alice and Trevor were there but they weren't. My husband told me to get in but I refused and soon waves crashed against the boat! I then lost sight of my husband and lorain and was soon standing alone. I was wandering around scared and worried, men trying to make me get into lifeboats and hearing the band playing music trying to calm passengers. I soon asked around where my husband might've gone. One of the workers said he had gotten onto a lifeboat on the other side of the ship. He then said that I should get into a lifeboat that he had been pointing to. I then ran to the other side of the boat. but those lifeboats had already taken off. I quickly ran back to my boat but it had gone as well. A worker then shoved me in a boat and lowered it down. It was unstable and I was afraid it would tip. I am afraid this might be my last diary entry for I don't think I will last through the night. I'm only hoping my babies have made it out safely…

Chill by Zoey Sanchez

You pick up the glass paperweight holding down an unpaid bill. You throw it at the door hoping that it will crack the glass. Nothing happens, so you pull open the drawer under the sink and grab a hammer. With all of your force you manage to shatter the glass. You sprint out of the broken door and keep running. After running to the police station, you describe to them what you had witnessed. There where plenty of reports from your neighborhood of bodies found with their faces cut into smiles, and you are glad that you made it out alive. You moved to a different city and never looked back.