Creative story of Immagration to New Zealand in the 1850s

On a Normal London day, Where the Streets are Overcrowded of people, and the skies are full of pollution and we cant see the blue skies nor the big sun. I walk down the steps of my house on the side of the street and I start to walk down the street to my work place where I see Children running in and out of the building. Once I Finished my day at work I start to walk home, and on my street I see a lot more smoke in the air, then I Notice that there are people running away from smoke and then I see men with water running toward a FIRE. it was my house that was on fire and my family was in the house burning alive. I turn around unset then I see this poster on the lamppost saying "Come to the strange land of New Zealand". So I get all that I have left and leave to go to New Zealand to start a new life.

Once I Got the ship we set sail to New Zealand I had got a cabin for myself so I don't need to share a room with other people to have less chances of getting some Disease. I go and meet the captain to thank him for the cabin, on my way to the captain I notice that there is another ship with us going to New Zealand. Once I Reach where the captain is I overheard him say "there is Ice on the journey and lets hope that one of the ships don't sink". Then I Walk around the corner where the captain is and we have a long talk. It has been a few months on the journey to New Zealand and then I see land and start to hear people saying it New Zealand. Once the ship had landed I got off with all my stuff and a man called me over and said "were of to go to you new house sir".