I stand on a gigantic boat, filled with people. Lights buzzed everywhere in the moonlight, pink, purple, blue, green, and yellow. My orange dress dragged across the wooden deck. “Hey, Emily! What time is it,” I yelled at my friend. Emily had a green dress, matching her headband clashing with her brown hair. She was at a bar laughing with some slim man. She Brought out her crimson phone, cracked from years of use. It read 12:00. The boat rocked a bit, making her stomach lurch. Then she heard someone scream, “ICEBERGE GET TO THE SAFETY BOATS!” I ran. Ran with all the force in my body. But I was too late. I saw Emily on a boat with her boys. I smiled. She would live. The Titanic sank. When the water hit me it felt like a million knives were stabbing me, from the cold. I couldn't swim. I slowly sank. Then the world went black.