"Sir may I go down to the docks to go see the Titanic?" I asked from my room.
"No, you numpty, good for nothing child," Mister Williams said. My name is Acton and I am an orphan. I live in a orphanage run by a man named Mister Williams. He is a bent as a nine-bob note bloke who sits around in his office all day waiting for some kid to screw up so he can beat them. Today is the day that the lovely couples come to pick out the child they want. I have been here for 7 years and I have not been chosen. Everyone thinks that I am just going to rot away in this orphanage but that is wrong. Today Olivia and I are going to escape this cursed place by boarding the Titanic.
"Hurry up! We are going to be late you pillock," I said as me and Olivia ran down the dock.
"It's all right Acton we'll get there in time," Olivia said running a couple of paces behind me.
"I just need to find a hiding spot," I said panting. We ran to the ace Titanic and scampered aboard. I looked back expecting someone to yell and come chasing after us, but no such thing happened.
"Here comes the hard part," Olivia whispered. We had to find a good hiding spot that we could stay in until we reached bloody America.
"Here I have a plan. I will dress up as a sailor and go see if any of the rooms are vacant and if there are no rooms open we will just steal some opulent clothes from some rich couple," I said as I ran out the door to look for a sailor outfit.
I ran down the hallway and found a room for the sailors I quickly picked up a uniform and ran upstairs to see the gaffer. As I ran up the stairs I heard someone calling for Sailor Jones and as I looked at my name tag I realized that I was Sailor Jones.
"Come here, you corker," a muscular man with a thick mustache said. I walked over there dreading that he would notice that I wasn't Jones. I saw another man standing next to the muscular man. He looked like he did his nut. I walked up to the muscular man I got conked in the head by the mad man.
I woke up in a room with a table and a couple of chairs. There was a map on the table with a route drawn on it. I heard voices coming from the wall and put my ear next to it to try to earwig on them. He could only hear a couple of words, "Captain Smith............iceberg..........sink.......Titanic," He almost screamed when he heard the horrible news. The RMS Titanic was going to sink!