Hiya, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Titanic.
27th August 1917
Dear Diary
It's been a few days since my last entry…we've just passed through Belgium. Luckily we managed to get through unscathed. The town was a mess; the buildings were bombed, leaving just rubble behind. Families were trying to live in and around the rubble, gathering the food they could. It broke my heart to see all those children with their parents scrounging like that. It reminded me of when I was living on the street; I know how cold it must be for them at night…
We are now staying in a warehouse near the dock, and are waiting for a ship. We have been here since yesterday waiting to see if a ship will arrive.
Sacha's just come back from looking closer at the dock; he says that a ship will dock there in about 15 minutes. So we got closer to the dock and got ready to board it, hoping that it would lead us home. Suddenly it hit me that Sacha was going the wrong way for home. I asked him about this, and he said that he didn't want to go back to Russia. He wanted to start afresh somewhere else.
Hold on Rose, I'll be home soon.
Jack
Hope you enjoyed.
Please R&R
See ya