27th May 1915

The end came to an abrupt stop at about Just after midnight, when everyone was asleep. We didn’t realise until some of us heard cracking ice and wood. She was never going to be with us again! NO ship ever made could survive this tragedy. I told them to evacuate with their things. Everyone’s faces around me dropped and made me feel bad. Oh no! What has happened?

28th May 1915

Icebergs, like an angel's halos, shining in cobalt blue and rose gold in the glistening summer sun as we continue to set up our camp. I see some land, but It's miles away, no one know where we were, except for ourselves. The packed Ice was getting bigger and bigger, I hoped that I wouldn't be Joining her . . .  

She was stuck in the ice like a candle in a wedding cake. 

The cold bite through the many layers of clothes - All the way down - down to the bones. 

29th May 1915

Now, the time is here, there is no escape. As we watch the last remains of her sink beneath the Ice. Gone forever! A feeling of uncontrollable sadness sat hardly in the pit of my stomach. I was in charge of 27 other lives, and I was the captain! I had a big responsibility to them and their families to keep them alive. This was my new priority. One of the men was bored and tried to show the others how to fish, after a while the man caught a fish, but while he was trying to pull it out he fell in. At this time everyone was getting the ice off of their snowdens, I heard him scream and ran over and tried to catch him, but I was too slow. He was trapped in the icy water. Is this really how it ends?