"Three Musketeers"

There was a writing exercise in Naming the World, yet another instructional book for writing, that I simply had to try so here it is. It will make sense as you read it. 

My Firsts:

1. My first kiss
2. My first fight with her
3. My first Ralph Fiennes movie
4. My first secret from my parents
5. My first concert - Rascal Flatts

My Lasts:

1. The last time I said "I can't"
2. The last date I went on before Sam
3. The last time I confided in Katie
4. The last poem I wrote
5. The last time Sam and I told our parents anything

**This creative activity is freely adapted. I had to choose a first or last and write about it...but I chose to add a little creativity to the mix. Therefore, not all the information is true.**

This was the first secret I had ever kept from my parents. As the "three musketeers," we had kept a very open relationship where honesty was a must. This, however, was something I could not share. What I was doing was improper for ladies of society. My companion promised she would not tell either. We betrayed my parents together, our passion for what we were doing too great to let the opportunity be taken from us.

We were reading.

Learning was restricted, for women were expected to fuss only about their petticoats and the happiness of their husbands to be. My friend and I had much more in mind though. We would not settle for the dull and expected life they set before us. Indeed we wanted to expand our knowledge, read about important issues, and expose ourselves to what we referred to as the real world.

It was worth it. What we read inspired us to be more, and now here we are, standing among the ancient ruins of Rome, the seemingly endless forests of Africa, the beautiful pyramids of Egypt. Yet that world was only on the page. My friend and I took so many adventures, forgetting completely that we were only admiring a mere photograph. I have traveled the world, met the great poets of the sixteenth century, and have married my own version of Prince Charming. Although, at the end of the day we report back to my parents, we have truly lived. This secret I shall cherish forever.