In addition, I didn’t go throw the pain of knowing it was the end of life on my own. Jake: a cool, calm, caring, guy that I had met a few hours and had the guts to devote a man that I had know for years (Calvin) to him. I fell in love with him. He was my life and I loved him as much as I love myself. He meant everything to me. Taking him down with me was never going to happen!
Also, like leeches, all we could do was clung on to any left over pierce of the boat that we could find. It was a nightmare! What was to be a peaceful holiday became a ‘near to death experience’ the large, floating mass of ice had everyone begging for help.
Taking as much people as possible, the Titanic plunged to the bottom of the sea like a tumbling submarine. The ship broke into two equal pieces, separating us all in different sides of the frosty water. I had never been as cold as I was! My heart was filled with one emotion: horror. I had promised my family not to say any goodbyes. But was it worth promises? The water was pulling us down like the wind. Weakness took over my body.
Plummeting beneath the surface, my head was submerged. Bubbles surrounded me like a whirlpool. For a second I thought I had seen the reflection of my horrified cold face in a shiny bubble that danced around my dazed eyes.
Moreover, Jake devoted his life just to serve mine. I didn’t want to let go of his hands but it had to be done; I let his hands slip. I was helpless, but did he survive? No he didn’t. I thought I was dreaming. I still weep and ask myself who it was to blame. Was it me or the murdering ocean? So, I prayed not to lose another family member, but did the ocean answer my prayers?
Suddenly, I saw the bright flashing light coming towards my direction. It was just a few minutes delayed to find Jake breathing. My heart was filled with both delight and misery. Finally, the Atlantic had taken all the humans lives apart from those who had struggled. This was it. The luxurious holiday was replaced by death.
Melissa Mashabidze.
