It was 1911 and we were getting evacuated from Southampton, England all the way to New York, America. As we all boarded the ship the siren went off; it was time. Looking at the place I was born was about to be dust was the most horrible thing to see. We set off on board and everyone was nice, as the time went on we all got shown to our room. As the sea and my head weren't settling so I didn't go to sleep so I went for a walk out front. Opening the doors to the fresh breeze, as I reopen my eyes in front there was a girl over the railings about to jump. I shouted to her 'hello' but there was no reply. As I walked over I repeated my self "hello" she replied "hello" after making conversation with her I pulled her over we both fell and I landed on top of her the ship crew heard her screams as they ran over they shouted "rape". I knew I was in trouble