This is a story about Titanic but instead of Rose telling the story,it is Jack Dawson's little Sister. I do not own Titanic. I love the story of Titanic,not the sinking or the death. I admire the love. No hate. I do not own anything,just my characte...
We all sat down as Lewis began to show a forensic analysis of how the Titanic sank"Okay,here we go. She hits the berg on the starboard side,right? She kind of bumps along...punching holes like morse code...-dit-dit-dit-along the side...below the water line. Then the forward compartments start to flood"
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"Now as the water level rises...it spills over the watertight bulkheads...which,unfortunately,don't go any higher than E deck"
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"So now as the bow goes down...the stern rises up,slow at first...than faster and faster...until finally,she's got her whole ass sticking up in the air. And that's a big ass,we are talking 20-30 thousand tons. Okay?"
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"And the hull's not designed to deal with that pressure. So what happens? She splits,right down to the keel. And the stern falls back level. Then as the bow sinks...it pulls the stern vertical...and finally detaches. Now the stern section just kind of bobs there like a cork for a couple of minutes...floods and finally goes under at about 2:20 AM...2 hours and 40 minutes after the collision"
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"The bow section planes away...landing about half a mile away...going 20,30 knots when it hits the ocean floor. Pretty cool,huh?" Me:"Thank you for that fine forensic analysis,Mr. Bodine. But of course,the experience of it was somewhat different" Brock"Will you share it with us?" Lizzy helped me get out of my wheelchair as I looked at the video footage of what the Titanic looks like now.
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I started to cry at the bare sight of the wreckage,Lizzy came over"I'm taking her to rest" Me:"No" Lizzy"Come on, Nana" Me"No!"
She sat me down in my wheelchair,Brock turned on a tape recorder"Tell us,Jackie" I started to by saying"It's been 84 years" Brock"It's okay. Just try to remember anything...anything at all" Me:"Do you want to hear this or not,Mr. Lovett" they all laughed as I continued"It's been 84 years. And I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called"The Ship Of Dreams" and it was. It really was"
