Creative Wrting :/

London isn't getting any better. The air is polluted, kids are constantly exploited, it's overcrowded. To add on to this I have my own personal issues that include but are not limited to: My husband dying of cholera, my first born child, Margaret being a nuisance, my housebreaking and the fact that I am pregnant. Also, did I forget to mention that I am preparing to make the 100-day journey to New Zeland tomorrow? yea well I am.

Everything is all packed, I have all my life savings ( 3489 pounds to be exact), Our goodbyes have been said and now all there is left for me and my child to do is pick up my brother, Charles who is also making the dangerous journey with us. I am beyond nervous. There are hundreds of people gathered to board the old, sketchy sailing boat (No of which seem to know what manners are). As I am boarding the boat I was thanking God that my family is wealthy enough to get a room for the family instead of being stuffed into the overcrowded tiers like the majority of the 300 passengers.

It has been roughly 50 days since we first boarded the boat. I am now 8 months pregnant and expecting my baby in a month or two. I am unsure if I will even survive long enough to give birth. Recently there has been a typhoid outbreak and all around me, people are falling ill. Due to there not being enough doctors or supplies once you got this dreaded disease you were left to die. I am not 100% sure but there have been rumours over 30 people have died already, thankfully all of those deaths have been in the tiers and not in the family rooms. We have been given advice by one of the workers on the ship to take extra precautions when venturing out of our room and to isolate yourself when possible.  To make matters worse our ship is constantly going into stormy weathers, rocking everything (including ourselves) back and forth the ship. Due to the weathers, the captain has just about crashed a few times as well, making the journey so much scarier especially since he doesn't seem to care.  Hopefully, we live to see a new life in New Zealand.

I can tell Margaret is getting quite agitated after spending so long in this boat. More people have died from the typhoid outbreak, the food has gone, and there is simply nothing for Margaret to do to pass the time. It has been roughly 80 days at this point (I have stopped counting) and I am about to give birth. Margaret and Charles have been helping me prepare for my child and have even managed to find me a doctor on this boat. It's obvious that both my brother and my daughter are concerned about the fact that I have to give birth on this horrible and unhygienic boat.

We have just got the news that New Zealand is now a mear 5 days away and I couldn't be more excited. Thankfully, my pregnancy was over as it just made the journey harder due to the fact I didn't get enough medical attention or that I couldn't sove my cravings baby was born a week ago and I have decided to call her Elizebeth, after this lovely women I met on the boat who sadly died for the Typiod outbreak. . Margaret is bonding well with Elizebeth and is now doing much better with something to pass the time in our family room, which by the way we are still isolated in. The typiod death count has now gotten to over 80 with the majority of the bottom tier dying. A few weeks ago we didn't think we would make it but now I am certain we will.

We have been in New Zealand for a month now and we are adapting well. My daughters are now able to be educated without the fear of exploitation and Charles has got a job that pays good money. Margaret has many more friends than England and Elizabeth is popular within the adults due to her being such a small and cute baby. Our house has much more space and the community we live in is so much more inviting than England. New Zealand is such a lovely place and we are so grateful that we were able to successfully make it to New Zealand to start a new life.