Later that night, when Dylan was taking a rest, I went outside to the deck to get some fresh air, this is where a pregnant woman can get to if they’ve been stuck inside for too long. While I was watching the ocean slowing flowing past the ship, I heard this loud scream from somewhere, so I looked up to see what was happening, and to my surprise, there was a fine-dressed young lady standing at the very end of the dock, trying to commit a suicide, and then there is a young man trying to persuade her to come back down, but to my own opinion, that young man isn’t doing a very good job. So I just stood there watching this fascinating show that is going on.
And hoorah, the young man, Jack Dawson, has finally succeeded his persuading to the beautiful young lady, Rose Dewitt Bukater. But unfortunately, when Rose’s fiancée arrived at the scene, they all thought jack was trying to rape her, which was very understandable because of what they were doing but……….
The down point is, all their screaming and shouting has made my baby angry, it started kicking me inside. I collapsed on the floor, in agony of pain, I didn’t know what to do, I tried to shout for help but I didn’t have the energy to. I just laid there in the cold, waiting; waiting; waiting.
When I opened my eyes, I was lying on my cosy, warm bed with Dylan next to me, “Are u alright, darling?’’ was the first thing he said. I felt like I was heaven, or maybe that was just a dream, I felt warmer, happier then I ever could. But good things never last for long, tragedies struck, once again.
Titanic had struck an ice berg, everyone was screaming and running around the ship like crazy, like packs of animals in a zoo and they just couldn’t stop running and running. All I can hear was, “Run for your life!’’, “Open the flipping gate!’’ then I heard Dylan going, “C’mon darling, let’s go.’’ I could tell his voice was shaky, panicky. So I did what he said.
Dylan helped me up to the deck where you’re supposedly to get into a life boat, and there, I saw a group of musicians, playing different instrument, and different songs to cheer up the atmosphere, but no one is noticing them. Then there was a priest and a group of faithful people praying together with the priest, hoping everything would be fine.
I got on the life boat but had to leave Dylan behind because it was women and children only. “Be careful, I’ll always love you.’’ Was the last thing Dylan said to me before we got sent down.
As we were rowing away from titanic, I heard people screaming for the boat to come back and wait for them. Then something terrifying happened, the titanic broke into halves, one was sinking quickly into the water, and people sliding down to the ocean, some people thought the easiest way to survival was to jump, and so they did, but obviously, not many of them survived.
I was very worried about Dylan, I didn’t what was going to happen to him, I couldn’t be sure he was going to get a life boat and get out of there but just as I was thinking about Dylan, I had this feeling again, my head kept spinning and spinning non-stop, then I heard people rushing towards me saying all sort of stuff and I couldn’t hear them properly, it was all blurry and slurry.
And when I opened my eyes, I was lying in bed, with my new born baby, little Jessie, and that’s when I realised that was just a dream, a dream about the past; a dream of what happened 2 months ago; a dream which I cannot get out of my head.
