Southampton was very busy, packed with cars and people, I could hear voices and engines, the blowing of the ship coming out from the top bit, it sounded like a horn. Daddy carried me through all the people and cars, until we were at the railings in the queue to go on. I couldn't take my eyes off the ship; it was bigger than anything I've ever seen. In the paper I saw daddy reading, they called it "The ship of dreams" They were right, it was amazing. The cool breeze and the sunlight made it look even prettier. It was called "Titanic"; I think that was because of how big it was.
"It's a big boat aint it?" my daddy said, "Daddy it's a ship!" it was too big to be a boat, "you're right" he said, I smiled at that. I kept hold of my doll in my arm, it was my favourite doll. My mommy gave it me when I was five, and I still have it five years on. It reminds me of her when I look at it, because she gave me it. It doesn't look like her though, my mommy has skin like mine and dark brown hair, I look like her. My doll has beautiful red hair, not ginger, pure red and white porcelain skin and green eyes. Her names Ruby at the moment, I keep changing it, nothing feels really right when I name her. The wind made her hair dance too.
I caught glance at it, and then I heard a car horn. I turned round, my mouth fell open at them, three cars, one white, the other two black, with the lovely white one in the middle. I'd love to have cars like that, and to live in a big house and be 1st class, like they were. The driver stepped down and opened the door on the white car; he held his hand out to the lady inside.
I wanted to see what she looked like. She stepped out; at first all I could see was a big purple hat, it looked funny to me. When I saw her face, I gasped, she was so beautiful, it was unbelievable. She has beautiful clear skin, it was like snow. Her eyes were deep and green I think, and under her hat I could see she had curls of ruby red... she was like my doll ruby!
I want to know her name, so I can name my doll again, whatever her name was it would be perfect. I stared at her, she didn't notice, she was looking at the ship. She seemed upset, unimpressed, but it was "Titanic!" how could she not like it? She looked sad; I wondered what was wrong, what could be wrong? She had nice cloths and cars, and servants and she was beautiful, a man got out the car too, so she had a husband, he smiled when he saw the ship, he looked nice.
Another woman got out of the car too, she had the lady's same red hair, it must be her mommy. She had all that and a husband, who seemed nice, and a mommy, why was she so unhappy? I'd be the happiest person in the world if I was her. I wanted to watch them more but daddy suddenly put me down as the line started moving. Daddy held my hand so I didn't get lost.
When we were nearly on the ship a man stopped us and he looked in my hair, and daddy's, though he didn't have much of it! I don't know why he did that, it felt funny. After a minute he told us we could go on. I looked back when I was walking, he was doing the same to everyone. Then I saw a sign, it said "Health Inspection" That's weird, why did he look in my hair to make sure I was healthy? 1st and 2nd class didn't have to do it, why us? Before I could ask daddy we were on the ship, and we were walking fast, "Were gonna go on top deck Cora, wave bye to all the people" "yay!" I said, and we both ran up the stairs. Lots of people were there, 3rd class, like us, the 1st class people were higher up. I looked for the pretty lady, but I couldn't see her.
I hoped she'd have a nice time, she should do, she'll have a nice room and she has a nice family I think. Daddy picked me up so that I could see over the crowd of people, he lifted me on his shoulders. I felt like a princess, waving to the crowd, like they were all waving just for me. I pretended it was like that, I pretended I had long red hair, like the lady, she was beautiful. I hope that when I'm grown up, I'm as pretty as her.
Just then, two people ran past and snapped me out of my game, one had black hair and he wore a hat, he looked really happy and excited. The other was the one that made me stare though. He was tall and had blonde hair, he wore a deep blue coat. He was smiling, and waving bye like everyone else. His friend said something to him, I couldn't hear what he said but his accent was different, maybe from France or Spain or Italy. Then he too started waving and yelling bye. They both looked really happy, free. I liked the blonde one, he looked really nice, and he was handsome. Maybe I'd get to talk to him. I hope so....