Written by Sara Rachelle
Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.
Dear White Star Line
Officials,
First of all, I want to tell you
that the Titanic was a beautiful ship. However, it would have been a lot better
if it had had enough lifeboats! Because all of you thought that the ship was
unsinkable, you didn’t put enough lifeboats on it, and then it sank! It took
fifteen hundred people down with it, including the love of my life. You should
have known that the ship could sink, but you were too interested in having
plenty of deck space and making money! Also, why did you keep the steerage
people locked behind gates? Just because they don’t have much money doesn’t
mean that they aren’t good people with feelings! But you had to keep them
locked away, even the women and children, so you could put the rich and famous
in the lifeboats! At least the steerage people weren’t all about themselves and
money! If you had had enough lifeboats, you wouldn’t have been responsible for
all those deaths! And now my love is gone. It’s all your fault! If I had enough
money, there would be a lawsuit against you right now! Everything I had went
down with the ship, including the only person who I could trust to protect me.
I hope you know that I am not the only one who will not be sailing with the
White Star Line again!
Sincerely,
Rose Dawson
Rose wrote her letter and put it
in an envelope. She put it in the pocket of Cal’s coat, which she had had on
since the sinking, and went to the bow of the ship. She planned on sending the
letter when she got to New York. The Carpathia was getting closer to New York,
and Rose could see the Statue of Liberty in the distance. It was then that she
lost control. She didn’t just cry for Jack. She cried for everyone who had
died, for everyone who had wanted to see that statue.
An officer came towards her.
"Can I take your name,
please, love?"
"Dawson. Rose Dawson."
"Thank you."
The officer left, and Rose
stopped crying for a moment. She looked down at the water that had taken Jack
away from her, and whispered, "I love you, Jack. I will always love you,
Jack, and I promise I will never let go. I will live my life just I would have
with you. I will go on for you."
She walked away, back down to the
third class dining area. She sat down and ate a little bit of food for lunch.
She didn’t have much of an appetite, but the nurse on the Carpathia had told
her that she had to eat something. She looked out the window and saw a man with
blond hair walking around on deck who looked exactly like...Jack! But how?
She wasn’t sure if it was him, so
she went out to him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Jack?"
The man turned around and looked
at her. He knew that voice. When he saw her, he knew exactly who it was.
"Rose!" he cried, going
up and hugging her, just like he had when she had jumped off the lifeboat. He
kissed her passionately, and she kissed him back until she figured out the
question that she wanted to ask and broke apart from him.
"Jack, how did you
survive?"
"Well, I remember the water
pressure on my head, so I woke up and swam up. I heard a whistle blowing, but I
didn’t know who was blowing it. I saw a lifeboat, and an officer pulled me in,
and then, apparently, I passed out."
"Oh, Jack! I was blowing the
whistle after I let you go in the water because I thought you were dead! I’m so
sorry, Jack! I could have let you die!" Rose exclaimed through her tears.
"Rose, you didn’t do
anything wrong! It’s not your fault. I have never been easy to wake up, and
your voice was probably weak from the cold, so you couldn’t shout to get me to
wake up. Rose, I understand, and if I were dead, it would never be your fault.
I would have died for you, not because of you. I love you, Rose."
Rose kissed him. When they broke
apart, she said, "Jack...I love you, too."
They sat on a bench near the bow
together until the ship finally docked. They walked off the ship hand-in-hand,
avoiding the reporters and walking into their new life...together.
*****
After the sinking, Jack and Rose
never saw Ruth or Cal again. Rose found about five thousand dollars and the
Heart of the Ocean in Cal’s coat, which she had been wearing since the sinking,
so they got an apartment in New York.
Jack and Rose got married on
April 28, 1912, and invited a few people from their apartment building to their
wedding, and, of course, Molly Brown. On May 1, 1912, the couple moved to Santa
Monica, where Jack sold many of his drawings and Rose got roles in a few plays
before getting a job as a play director.
They had six children. Their
first child was conceived on the night of the Titanic sinking and was born on
January 16, 1913. It was a girl, whom the couple named Cora Josephine Dawson.
On August 3, 1914, they had their
second child, another girl, named Hannah Marie Dawson. Then, on June 28, 1916,
they had twin boys named William Nathaniel and Thomas Andrew Dawson.
They had another baby girl on
March 11, 1918, named Cassandra Elizabeth Dawson, who was nicknamed Cassie.
Then, finally, on December 24, 1919, they had their final child, a daughter,
who they named Margaret Christine Dawson and nicknamed Molly, after Molly
Brown.
Rose, Jack, and their six
children went to Europe during the depression, and during the ship’s voyage
from America to Europe, Rose threw the Heart of the Ocean back where it
belonged, at the bottom of the sea. Their family was not greatly affected by
the depression.
Jack died in 1992, and his whole
family was filled with grief. Rose wanted to die with him, but Jack told her to
go on and tell their story.
One day in 1996, Rose was
watching TV while making pottery in her granddaughter Lizzy’s house. There was a
news broadcast about a picture that was found in a safe amongst the debris of
the Titanic. When she looked closely at the picture, she realized that it was
the picture that Jack had drawn of her on April 14, 1912. She called Brock
Lovett and his crew and she went on board another ship, called the Keldysh, and
told Brock and his staff the story of when she was on the Titanic. At the end
of her story, she told them that she threw the Heart of the Ocean back into the
sea, where it belonged.
The night after Rose told her
story, she died in her sleep. She was reunited with Jack, and everyone who went
down with the ship. After Jack and Rose were reunited, they were never
separated again.
The End.