I was born to Miss Elizabeth Smith and Boreas on the 18th March 1897, in Belfast, Northern Ireland. My mother was a rich lady with a lot of money and servants, she never payed me much attention mind, but my teacher made up for that. Mrs Miconnal was a plump little woman that lived in the village with her husband and three children, one of whom was around my age, he was named Ryan and had long sandy blonde hair and darling green eyes. He became my best friend and we went everywhere together, from the shop to the stables, absolutely everywhere. One day we were out in the gardens, when I started singing, several Sparrow's swooped down and landed beside me, and ever since then he called me Sparrow. Just before my 16th Birthday, my mother revealed we were heading to America aboard the Titanic, I din't want to leave my home, my friends and most of all Ryan.
My mother was quite a proud woman, so she spent most of her money on two first class cabins, but what I didn't know was that Mrs Miconnal was coming as well, but as she was not as proud she settled with third class cabins. The day before we boarded I realized why my mother was going to America, she has this fancy, rich boyfriend over there, with two "lovely, beautiful and friendly" daughters, but the way they looked screamed more vain and shallow than "lovely and friendly", and a big manor house. As soon as we boarded my mother ran off, leaving me alone. I wandered about the ship for what seemed like forever, before I finally found my cabin. I was half-sleeping when Mrs and Mr Tagart, the village psychics or "loonies" as we liked to call them, smashed a vase, and started telling people that something bad was going to happen, of course they were right, but they usually weren't but they were this time, two days later I awoke from a deep sleep to a screeching sound and vibrations that were lick earthquakes. I went to wake my mother, but she had locked her cabin, so I couldn't get in. I managed to bump into a crew member and I asked him what was wrong and all he could say was that we had a "small" crash, nothing major, I sort of believed him, until 10 minutes later I found out the ship was going to sink. Everyone was in a mad rush to get to a lifeboat, my mother had reserved a seat for me in one, I sat in the lifeboat not knowing what to do, the water had just came into the third class cabins I overheard......wait the third class cabins, I managed to grab onto the side of the ship as the boat was getting lowered, my mother was screaming at me to sit back down, I didn't listen, I jumped over to the deck and tried to find the third class cabins. I looked down the steps into the third class cabin hallway, the water was deep, too deep, I managed to find Ryan's cabin, but I was too late, how could Mrs Miconnal leave her son in a flooding room? How?! I was so saddened by his death I decided to stay in the cabin and drown with him, though I wasn't expecting what came next.
I didn't awake in the underworld, no, I awoke in a sort of underwater castle, when I heard a booming voice speak, he said that I was dead demigod, but how he was sorry for sinking the Titanic. He explained that in the most famous boat wrecks, he'd choose a couple of females to become sea nymphs, serving him forever. I was too lazy to understand so I accepted this, and became a sea nymph. I awoke on a sandy shore in camp half-blood, why he sent me here I still don't know, but I feel safe here.