Titanic
As I sat in the utter silence of my daily lessons until I heard the shrieking sobs of my mother. I stood abruptly following the sound. "Mother what is wrong?" I asked. She looked at me with eyes full of sorrow. "Oh dear Ashlynn the Titanic has sank!" she sobbed. I gasped and felt dizzy my brother Cal was on the Titanic. "How many died?" I asked lowly."1500." my mother wailed. My legs started to waver. I prayed to God Please let Cal be alive. I was a Hockley I grant. We aren't exactly the friendliest but when it came to each other….it was fight to the death. My mother and I embraced each other. My father walked in with Mrs. De Wittbukater. "Mrs. Hockley, Miss Ashlynn." She scowled at us through her fake greeting. I gave her a curt nod which was expected of me. She lead us both down the staircase. I saw Cal and a blonde boy looked about my age.