Fall doesn’t only bring with it colorful leaves, brisk weather, and a new school year, but also a new youth group year! I hadn’t been able to help over the summer because of my job so I was happy to get back into the routine and hang out with the teenagers. We have had a small group thus far, averaging at 5 a week, but it is a good group, and I’m loving the girls that come. A couple of the girls are aspiring writers and they’ve been sharing their work with me. The girls have inspired me to try my hand at writing some fiction, and last week they challenged me to write a Scottish romance. I don’t know why, we just thought Scotland sounded like a great setting for a romantic novel. So here’s my first attempt at fiction:
Once upon a time, in a faraway land called Scotland, there lived a young girl by the name of Rose. Rose came from a family of 7 children and she was the oldest daughter. She had 2 older brothers- Timothy (age 18) and Henry (age 17), 3 younger sisters- Emily (age 12), Mary (age 9), and Catherine (age 7), and the newest member of the family- baby Alexander.
At the young age of 15, Rose had suddenly become a mother to her younger sisters and brother, something that had never crossed her mind. When their mother, Elizabeth, became pregnant 6 and a half years after Catherine’s birth, the family rejoiced at this unexpected surprise. Rose was especially excited to have a baby in the house again, as she loved children and prayed someday for God to bring her a man to marry and children to love. But the excitement at the birth of Alexander quickly turned to tragic sorrow as their mother slowly faded away from the loss of blood during childbirth. And just like that, Rose was a mother. At the news of his wife’s death, Rose’s father, Nathaniel, sunk into a deep depression not even having the strength to look at his newborn son.
Rose loved Alexander, but some days were hard, as she thought how her mother would be here if she had never conceived Alexander. She never voiced such thoughts to any of her siblings as they were struggling with the death of their mother, and Rose knew she had to be strong for them. Sometimes she wished she wasn’t the oldest daughter, so someone else could take all this responsibility. Some days all she wanted was for someone to take care of her. Timothy and Henry couldn’t because they were off at war, fighting to protect their country from the troops from Northern Ireland who had come to take over the land. Neither of them had yet to see their baby brother. Rose just hoped that the letter she had sent with news of their mother’s death had reached them by now. How awful it would be for them to come home not even realizing that she was gone.
The only solace Rose had at times was the knowing that her mother was safely in Heaven with the Savior she loved so dearly. Maybe she was even dancing with Jesus the way she had taught all of her children to dance. Oh how Elizabeth had loved dancing with Rose’s father. That thought made Rose smile just a bit, but it was never a smile that fully reached her eyes. She was forever grateful that her mother had taught them of Jesus and brought her and her siblings to church from the time they could walk and talk. Her father had never cared much for religion as he saw it as a crutch that he did not need. The only times, Rose ever saw her parents fight was every Sunday morning as Elizabeth begged Nathaniel to go with her to church. But he never would, he was just too stubborn. Timothy and Henry had fallen away from church as young men because they believed that if their father did not need God than of course they did not either. But Rose clung to her faith, and even now she whispered a quick prayer to God to take care of her brothers and her father. Oh how she wished that her father knew Jesus in this time of sorrow. What else could possibly bring him out of the despair he kept falling further and further into as the days went on? She prayed that Timmy and Henry wouldn’t be angry at God for letting their mother go, that this wouldn’t pull them farther away from God.
This is just an introduction…..I haven’t even gotten to the romance yet, but with their encouragement I’m going to keep on a writing! It’s actually kind of fun. And I’m excited to see where the story leads me.
|Liz and Kristina critiquing my writing :)|