Night of One Thousand Stars

By: T. E. Coleman

:Prologue:

     My name is Maggie Bryant and I have always hated the Titanic, or at least I have up until now. I was still very young when my parents were killed in a car accident and I was sent to live with my grandmother.  When she was nine years old, she made the journey from Europe to America, and she came on the Titanic.

     So your probably wondering what that has to do with me hating the Titanic. Well, one day in first grade I came home with a project on the Titanic. I went to my grandmother and asked her if she knew anything about the Titanic. To my surprise, she choked up and began crying. It's terrible when your young and you mention something that makes an adult you love sad, I thought I had done something wrong. She assured me that I hadn't done anything wrong, but she told me never to speak of the Titanic again and she sent me into school with a note the next day, excusing me from the project.

     I hated this ship called Titanic that made my grandmother so sad. I refused to learn anything about it. I never read a book about it, or saw a movie, I never even knew it sank! So until recently, I was totally ignorant of anything or everything about the titanic. But the way I learned of the Titanic was not through reading or the internet, it was from experience. A horrible, bone-tingling experience. I went back in time…

To the Titanic.