This is probably the earliest piece of my writing in my possession. I wrote it back in ‘99. The story follows the younger sister of the main character of the movie Titanic. It’s pretty awful. But at least I can look back on it and see how I’ve improved.

So without further adeu, with no grammatical corrections, is a snippet from that story (because I couldn’t bear to torture you with all 6 pages.

Vivianne walked quickly back to the house holding mail in her hand. Her long blond hair flowed freely behind her. She opened the door in a rush, hustled over to the couch and sat down. It was a letter from Mother. She opened it and read its contents…

Dearest Vivanne, I am sending word to you for I am returning from America with Caledon. Weather permitting, we shall be at pier 11 on May 13. Be a dear and meet us there, Vivi.
- Mother

Vivi looked at the letter again, almost like looking at it would change the content. She was fully aware that her sister Rose, had died just a few short weeks ago, aboard the Titanic. She sighed. She had to get things in order for Mother and Cal. Rose had first been introduced to Cal when Vivi was only 10, a few months after her father had died. She remembered how Mother had thrown a fit over getting everything in tiptop shape. She remembered first meeting Cal, and how nice he was to her, even though she was the little sister. Rose herself had been only 12, near thirteen then, but she was treated just like an adult. To Vivi’s amazement Cal kept coming back. When Cal wasn’t with Rose he would take Vivi on a walk around the house and they would talk. At those times she wasn’t little sister Vivi, but confidant and trustworthy friend. Wow, thinking back on that, Vivi had changed since then.
Cal and Rose had gotten engaged shortly after Vivi’s thirteenth birthday, and Vivi had known about it ahead of time, Cal had told her. Not too long after that, the four of them had moved out to England, where they practically dumped Vivi and said, “We’ll be back.” Sheesh, that was nearly two years ago. Vivi shook her head and proceeded to look at the other mail when she noticed a strange looking letter. It was postmarked N.Y.C. just like Mother’s, but it wasn’t in her, or Cal’s handwriting, in fact it looked like…Rose’s handwriting. She opened the letter, eager to see who it was from. It COULDN’T be Rose, she was dead. The letter read…

Dear Vivi, I know by now you have heard about Titanic and that it sank. And I’m sure, by now Mother has told you about my supposed death. But Vivi, I’m not really dead. Here’s what really happened.

The letter went on to basically tell about Jack, how she had tried to jump off the back of the ship…Then the letter continued…

- Hope you had a good laugh, and have a wonderful weekend! -

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