Chapter 14 - In A Flash
Tohru eyes popped open gasping. She looked around, she was in her history class. She held her head in struggle to figure out what had happened. She glanced around, Yuki and Kyo were in the same shocked state she was. She looked up.
"And that's how the Titanic sank." their history teacher said placing his pointer down on his desk. Tohru glanced at Yuki and Kyo who looked at her and shrugged. Tohru raised her hand. "Yes Ms. Honda."
"Was their a young girl in third class who's name was Margret?" she asked. The teacher thought for a moment then pulled out his laptop and typing in something.
"Ah! Here you are Ms. Honda! Here is what this article says." Tohru listened.
"Scientists have found a small doll like object miles away from where the Titanic sank. A few places away from where the Carpathia picked up the survivors. We have concluded that a young girl must have dropped her doll while in a lifeboat on the way to get rescued. Scientists have also discovered that this doll belonged to a young third class girl named Margret Finch, who sadly passed away on a lifeboat to saftey. Once the Titanic accident had occured, Margaret Brown stated: 'She was the best young lady I had ever seen, when we were on the lifeboats to get rescued she whisped to me that she could't take it anymore and the stopped talking and closed her eyes. Later Carpathia workers told us she had died.' Margret was known to have been abandonded by her mother, but quikly grew attached to another teenage lady on the ship who's name remains a mystery today."
Tohru stood in shock.
"Does that clear up your question Ms. Honda?" Tohru slowly nodded. The bell rang and the three startled friends stood up and walked into the hallway.
"What the hell just happened?" Kyo asked. Yuki was looking down the hallway.
"I guess it was all just a dream..." Tohru thought. Kyo grabbed her hand and began walking down the hallway.
"Well now that we're home we can finally eat normal food! I saw KFC for dinner tonight!" Kyo said walkign Tohru down the hallways. Yuki glanced around the the hallways and finally spotted the thing that he had been looking for. He ran up to a girl with long brown hair.
"Excuse me," he began. The girl turned around showing her brown eyes to him. "Are you Ms. Machi Kuragi?" Yuki asked crossing his fingers.
"Yes, do I now you from somewhere? You look familiar..." she said. Yuki smiled.
"Would you like an escort home? Then I'll explain." Yuki said smiling. He was simply planning to tell her that they were in the same math class, but was hoping that they could get back to lovers like they were 100 years ago.
"We're home!" Tohru said. She was so happy to step onto the Sohma's living room carpet. She walked into the kitchen to began working on dinner. Kyo's KFC idea had been shattered, so Tohru was going to make some riceballs.
"Hey Tohru! You might wanna see this!" Kyo called out from the living room. Tohru walked into the living room and watched the TV. Tohru held her breath. They were showing footage of the Titanic underwater for it's 100th year under the deep blue sea. Tohru eyes filled with tears and she breathed in.
She could still remember the smiling faces, the bright colors, the happy people, the tours, the food. But she also remembers the screams, the pain, the sorrow and the heart break. Titanic, the ship of dreams. Tohru sighed. That beautiful ship is now a rubble pile at the bottom of an ocean. If only somehow, the ship could come alive once again. Margret would live, people wouldn't die, the happiness would continue, for sadly it was just a dream. Tohru breathed in deeply and whispered the words:
Titanic. Gone but not forgotton.
This story is dedicated to the 100th year of the Titanic's sinking and is ment to remember the brave men and women who lost their lived to this accident.
All 1,500 of them, on one of the deadliest peacetime maritime disasters in history.
RIP Titanic
1912-2012
All the characters in this story were real people on the Titanic except for Machi, Kyo, Tohru, Margret, Sally and Steven.
All of the times were accurate to the actual sinking.
I do not own Titanic, I am simply writing this story because my imagination was begging me to write it.
Thank you so much for reading everyone.
Titanic, gone but not forgotton.
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