Jack is back
Rose stood at the deck, she had heard that they found a body frozen in ice. They hoped she might identify him. 'This is so absurd, they want me to identify a body. There was 2,000 people on board I barely knew 15!'
"Over here Rose," Brock said, Brock is the person who found my safe, and the drawing.
Rose slowly walked over, well as fast as her body could move. "Is this him?" I asked, Brock nodded.
Rose gasped, "Oh my god!" she stared at a boy no older than 17, fair hair, white shirt, black suspender. She was staring at Jack. At that moment Rose burst into tears, her granddaughter put her hand on her back, "Nana you should go lay down."
Rose looked up, "This is a dream, that's all and when I wake up here will be reality."
"Oh, Nana!"
The next morning Rose felt different, her skin was clear no wrinkles, her hair hung in front of her and was pure red. Her joints didn't ache. She got up and looked in the mirror and screamed. There in the reflection was an 18 year old girl. Her granddaughter burst in the room. "Nana are you al-" She looked skocked, "Who, who, who are you?"
"My god," rose whispered, "This can't be happening. I'm eighteen again!"
Her grandaughter passed out, and so did Rose.
When Rose woke up, she was still eighteen, and in the hospital. A boy was looking at her. "What do you call those things with moving pictures on them, and in colour?" The boy said, "Rose?"
"A…. a television," she had a blank look on her face. First she was eighteen, second, they found Jack's body, and third, who is this strange teenage boy who has no clue what a television is?
"Rose, you feeling okay?" The boy said,
Rose stood up and shouted, "WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM!"
The boy looked offended, "you mean, you don't remember me? That hurts, it really does,"
"Who are you? I demand an answer!" she ordered.
The boy suddenly hugged her, "My name, Jack Dawson," Rose was shocked,
She pushed him away, "No, NO, not possible, you died in the wreck! In 1912!"
Jack sighed, "I'm back, wait, you mean this isn't 1912? Then what year is this?"
"1976," Rose barely got out,"Aren't you supposed to be at least 100?" Jack joked,
Rose huffed, "Aren't you supposed to be dead?"
"Right, why are you back to being an 18 year old?"
"Why are you alive you were frozen in some ice, you would be dead either way,""I woke up in some really, and I mean really hot water. Boiling is cold compared to what I woke up in,"" I woke up and I was eighteen, I'm dreaming that's it, and when I open my eyes, you will be gone!" Rose closed her eyes. And when she opened them Jack was gone.
"Still here," He said standing behind her,
To be continued…
