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“I hope you have a wonderful journey, today. Would you like to add a tip? My family is in a troubled time right now, and desperately need money. Could you please open up your hearts and help?” He questioned with a pleading face. I simply laughed like the wretch I was. “Well, it must suck to be you.” My friends and I cackled in sync as we strode up the broad, polished, granite steps. The attendant appeared like he was about to abruptly burst into tears. I walked away, kicking invisible dirt in the direction of the poor attendant. Literally poor attendant. My friends and I gradually walked towards our room as soon as the boat flew through the bustling harbor. I decided after listening to the soreness of my muscles from the journey here, that it was time to hit the sack and go into nice deep sleep. … Soon I was aroused by an awful bellow of Mother Nature. The sea was no longer calm. A tempest was brewing from beneath the sea bed. The clouds were thundering and glowing dark from within. I flung myself out of bed and tried to steady my aching body as it swayed with the jerks of the monstrous ship. My friends had all rushed out of their rickety cabins. ‘What in the name of President Jackson is going on? I feel an intense amount of nausea right now. It’s quite unpleasant .” Sampson, my best friend cried in sheer terror and agony. The four of us looked down the hallway in our beautiful striped pajamas to see the mass exodus of people running towards the upper deck. A fragile, elderly man hobbled past me. I stopped him with a steady grip to his left shoulder. “My good sir, what is the cause of the commotion that sounds like a locomotive. Our ear drums are pained and my eyes are sore from looking at your awful Goodwill clothes. I hate Goodwill, it’s a pathetic poor person store.” I stated out of spite. The man looked at me with a stare of disappointment and aggressiveness. “Didn’t you chaps hear? The ship has a wretched scrape through it’s side. It’s fillin’ up with water faster than you can say fish and chips.” His face contorted into a pained expression as he snapped away from me and once again shuffled to the upper deck. My friends and I glimpsed briefly at each other and sprinted as fast as lightning towards the crowd of frightened citizens. As we piled up the stairs to get to the top of the ship, I saw the lifeboats
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