Hi my name is Olaus Jorgensen I died on the Titanic here is my story. Well I was in the third class dining room I was just leaving to go to my room [F] 663. I told my friends I going to catch a wink. My friends' names were Mae, George, Anna, and Helen. I was walking to my room and I passed a lad who was smiling. I said "Ho lad what's got you so happy?!" He replied "I am on the Titanic aren't you happy?! I smiled and asked where his parents were. He said talking to friends he also said he needed use the restroom. I watched him walk back. My life before this was just being a farmer nothing special I sailed on titanic as a vacation with my friends. Finally I made it to my room. I opened the door and put on my pajamas. I went out to the bathroom to wash my face and use the restroom. My father had been killed on a ship. My mother committed suicide. Still I had 2 other brothers and 1 sister. I climbed in the bed. I yawned. I closed my eyes and the world went black. I woke next morning feeling energized and happy. I went to the bathroom washed up and used the restroom. Then I went to go see my friends. They all shared the same room I was by myself I didn't mind. To my surprise all my friends were up in there robes (yes 3 class did have robes). I said hey they said hey Olaus. I asked them if they wanted to go to breakfast. I got coffee, orange, 2 sausages, bacon, and 3 biscuits. I enjoyed breakfast with my friend we talked about doing this again when we started talking about doing this again I felt a chill up my spine. I thought about getting a job here then I came up with a plan for all of to stay on titanic and get money! I said "Guys lets work here!''. I asked for a position they said we could all move up to 2 class. It was my first day of work. I put on my clothes and headed to the 2 class kitchen. I was told to make simple dishes like salad, sausage, chicken, and bacon. I was frying bacon when I was told I needed a salad to make I asked Anna to cover the bacon. I made the salad and handed it to the waiter when he came back he gave me the 3.06$ tip. I said thanks. He said it was not anything. After 6 hours of work I finally had 43.50$ I went to bed little did I know I was to become a murderer and die just like my mother and my father at the same time titanic was not heaven it was the devil. Being born in Norway was fine I was not happy with my family though. I went back to my second class room [G] 789. I crawled back into bed that I had dream a dream that was to die tomorrow night that was not a nightmare it was a vision. Work was usual that day but that night horrible I was about to leave the kitchen when we were told that we hit a iceberg. They said the ice hit room [G] 567 the room all my friends were in. hate surged through me there was on way to get rid of this. I HAD TO KILL THOMAS ANDREWS. I grabbed a knife. I went to Thomas Andrews room and stabbed him then I killed myself I was dead.