By now dearest journal, your probably wondering what happened to everyone. Of coarse. Well, where to start…

George Morrill- (My father. 1873- 1912) As I have mentioned he died while swimming to my mother on the night of April 15, 1912 around two in the morning. He never did make it sadly.

Jeremy Aims (More Corrected James Amstar)- (1898-1912) I never knew much about him, save for that he was a murder. He never told me anything about his family, except he told me he stayed with his aunt (who unfortunately perished). My heart was struck to a million pieces after I found out he died. I thought I could never love again…

Cale Hockley- (1882- 1915) He inherited his millions from his parents. He married a women named Elizabeth King. She was very greedy for money, but some how Cale fell in love with her, forgetting about Rose. During WW1 he went crazed, or so I heard. He pulled a bullet to his head.

Ruth DeWitt Bukater- (1861- 1922) After Titanic Ruth was disturb that she couldn't find her daughter Rose. Her story is depressing. She lost everything. Her daughter, her house, and was forced to sell her things at actuation. She worked as a laundress from 1914-1921. She died one year later in a health institute at the age of 61.

Fabrizio De Rossi- (1890- 1912) I never talked to him much. Mostly said "Hello" and nodded to him. He did became friends with my brother though. He would sneak an make funny faces on the deck, when my parents were not watching Eddy. He fell unfortunately off the ship.

Margaret "Molly" Brown- (1867- 1932) She became known as the "Unsinkable Molly Brown." She gave hope to the people in lifeboat #6. When the commander of the ship thought the lifeboat was going to be sucked under with Titanic, Molly told the women, "Come on Ladies! Grab an oar!" They rowed to safety. Molly Brown survived two more ship disasters, and a fire in a hotel in Florida. She gave her ghost on Oct. 25.

Rose De Witt Bukater- (1895- ?) When she got off the Titanic, she took her last name as, "Dawson." She is now a famous actress. I have seen her in countless plays. We took tea often together, but a time slowed down, so did our visits. She told me her dreams; to ride like a man, and spit like a man. She also wanted to fly an airplane. She accomplished those dreams. I have forgiven her, and she has forgiven me of both our jealousy. I never told anyone the promise I made to her.

Jack Dawson- (1891- 1912) Rose told me that Jack froze in the water. His statement came true. "The water hits you like a thousand knifes, you can't think anything but the pain." I had to admit that I fell in love with him. I was devastated when I found out he died. But I forgive him, and I know in his heart he for gave me. He saved me dearest journal, he did.

Grandmamma- (1848-1919) "She always cared about etiquette." Grandmamma died, because of the cancer of the breasts. She was 71 years old. Doctors said she would have died a few months after Titanic, but she proved people wrong. And I was wrong; my grandmamma had a strong will, and would fight. The last words she said to me where, "I love you Winifred, Winnie." She never scolded me when she whispered it to me.

Edward- ( 1910- ?) I believe I all ready described Eddy. Him drinking and all. He took over my dad's position when he was sixteen. In 1938 he married Mary Streamer. They have two children, and live in London.

Servants- Mostly all of them died, because of the illness that fallen over our house. Lulu was one of them. She died at age 59. Agatha, and Libby never made it out of the kitchen on April 15, 1912.

Alexandria Morrill- (1871- 1942) Her "nickname" being Mary, (I don't know how you can get Mary out of Alexandria; so don't ask me dearest journal) herself had fallen ill. Which later we found out the cause, and it was gas leakage of something that had made everyone ill. She told me she loved me all the time, and called three times a day at my house in London. When she was burned with the rest of the house, she still wore the other half of the bracelet. She never took it off.

As for me dearest journal, I went through a lot of depression in my life. After Titanic, before my grandmamma died, she would always put pearls in my hair. "Your our survival to our family Winifred. You shall catch a rich suitors eye."

Which fortunately I did. That's how I met my husband John Weldon. It was how you say love a first sight. We married in 1919, when I was 19 years old. Two months before grandmamma died.

I always wanted to have children, so we tried several times. But when I thought of names of people I knew from the Titanic to name the children I had after them, the babies I had, never saw what was outside the hospital.

Later then I noticed the pattern, so I named my daughter Jane. She is five years old now. My 3rd child. Now, I'm trying to survive WW2.

You know dearest journal, when I go to bed I still have those nightmares that I had on the Titanic. When I close my eyes, the faces of the people I know come into view. Jeremy, father, Jack, mother.

I know I will see them again, someday. And they will see me. We will be together just as it was before. The only difference is, we will be happy.

With that dearest journal, I have one last entry, a poem:

"'Tis a strange mystery the power of words!

Life is in them, and death. A word can send

The crimson color hurrying to the cheek.

Hurrying with many meanings; or can turn

The current cold and deadly to the heart.

Anger and fear are in them; grief and joy

Are on their sound; yet slight, impalpable:-

A word is but a breathe of passing air."

There you are dearest journal, my life story. All it's wretchedness and pleasure.

With that Winifred Morrill closed her journal, with tears streaming down her face. She laid down on what was left of a couch, and closed her eyes. Never to write again.

(A/N The poems in my fan fiction are real poems from famous Arthur's. Some poems I changed the words around, like for the poem Jeremy said. ANYWAY HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!)