It felt like I just hit my head on something. Also I feel like I've been in a washing machine for a while. I feel sick, in my head, my torso, legs, everywhere. I'm afraid of opening my eyes because of just how sick I feel. But when I did, it's all blurry; I noticed … Continue reading South Haven medical centre 1933
Titanic: a diary from Ellisa Dawson
A Titanic fanfic about the daughter of Rose and Jack, accidentally traveling back in time to save her parents from tragedy.
April 14, 1912 upper decks 11:50pm
As we stand there in shock as the iceberg passes us, with chunks of ice falling off, the realization hits: we just hit an iceberg. My parents were so oblivious about what's going on while a dark cloud of worry and concern shroud across my face on knowing what's going to happen. We went over … Continue reading April 14, 1912 upper decks 11:50pm
April 14, 1912 Rose’s stateroom sundown
After that magical moment outside, the three of us went back to Rose's stateroom. I never spent this much time in this part of the room. It does feel like an aristocratic room with red, maroon colors all around, very expensive lamps and chandeliers. "Is this enough light," Rose asked. "what," Jack said. "Don't artists … Continue reading April 14, 1912 Rose’s stateroom sundown
April 14, 1912 mid-morning
It's Sunday, usually I'd go to church but this morning, but I feel off. So I went out for a walk. It's getting colder each passing day, we must be close to the Arctic, I know New York is within a sailing range to Newfoundland or Nova Scotia. After going back to my room, getting … Continue reading April 14, 1912 mid-morning
April 13, 1912 sun deck noon
Yet another sunny day today, but it's also windy. Rose asked me if we can meet up with Jack up on the sun deck and we did. We spent a good portion of time walking around the deck just hearing dad's story. He grew up in Wisconsin, has a close relationship with his father, one … Continue reading April 13, 1912 sun deck noon
April 11, 1912 noon outside of Belfast
What a beautiful day! Not a cloud in the sky, it's all sun. I took the opportunity to do some drawing outside. Like my father, I am known to be an excellent artist. Not of people, but of landscapes. When you're living in a lakeside community, you get surrounded by beauty year-round. While I was … Continue reading April 11, 1912 noon outside of Belfast
April 10, 1912 11:35am Southampton
BLAAAAAR! What is that sound? Where the heck am I? I woke up in an alley somewhere. That's not where I was earlier. It feels like a few minutes ago, I was arguing about my mom remarrying, even though she made a promise to my dad to "never let go" before I was born. The … Continue reading April 10, 1912 11:35am Southampton
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