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I was born on a foggy winter's night in the backseat of a speeding horse-drawn carriage in Central Park in 1895. My father, who was driving the carriage at the time, then proceeded to crash into a tree, instantly dying and at the same time killing my mother. A piece of glass from the windshield cut the umbilical cord, allowing me to escape into the woods. During my years as an infant I was raised by wolves, who were very nice indeed. I was found by a young couple at the age of two, who happened to desperately want a child. I then was given the name Rose Dewwitt Bukkater and taught to behave as a proper young lady. My adopted father died when I was twelve, and my adopted mother, Ruth, then arranged a marriage for me to a 25-year old chap named Caledon Hockley. When I was sixteen, Cal's family sent Ruth, Cal, and me to England. We made several wedding plans and such before we boarded the R.M.S. Titanic to return home for my engagement gala. Onboard, I fell in love with a third-class passenger named Jack Dawson, who sadly passed away when TItanic hit an iceberg and sank. But you all know that story! In honor of Jack, I changed my last name to Dawson. I was separated from Ruth and Cal, and never saw them again. I had many more adventures, but my tired 103-year-old fingers are reason enough to stop typing. Those are different stories for different times.
-- Rose_Dawson_516
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