Imagine you survived the Titanic disaster - write a descriptive piece about your experiences As I walked down the cobbled street towards the harbour, the immensity of the ship I was about to board hit me as if I had just taken a blow from a baseball bat. Admiring the sheer size of the majestic boat was enough to make my head crack as I glanced from bow to stern. The four funnels were raising high into the clouds; their smoke mysteriously polluting the sky in the same way of that of an aristocratic gentleman's cigar. Debutantes and noblemen stepped from their chauffeur driven vehicles in their grand clothing as the lower classes joyfully walk towards the liner, ecstatic that they were lucky enough to travel on the maiden voyage of such a grandiose piece of machinery. The massive crowds around me are waving their final goodbyes to their friends and relatives in what could be the last time that they will see them. Salty sea air is fighting down my throat as I inhale deeply, as I do not want to forget a single moment of this momentous occasion. While I am acknowledging all of this, I carry my bags towards the staircase leading up to one of the entrances of the greatest vessels of its time, the RMS Titanic. Being a journalist at forty years of age, I, Anthony Robinson, was known in the information industry. As a result, a major news corporation recruited me to travel on board the Titanic from Southampton to New York City and thereby write an article to be published in their award-winning newspaper. This thrilled me beyond belief as I would be able to journey on the regal ship free of charge and I was to be handsomely paid upon my homecoming to England. I felt that, after all these years, I could finally take on the world but not once in my wildest nightmares could I have imagined the horror of the event that was about to take place