St. Sheppard (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Prologue.

Present day (1980)

What am I supposed to write to the newspaper company? There was too much too say about the St. Sheppard. I’ll try something…

“1909 sure was a year to remember.”

Eh? Good start?

“Many people didn’t hear about the St. Sheppard. You want to know why? That’s because three years later an even ‘better’ ship sunk; The Titanic.”

No, no. That’s too mean I’ll erase that.

“We were the celebrity guests on the ship. We were actually quite honored. None of us were expecting it. It started as a good trip that included continuous concerts for the first couple days. Each of us had gone on our own ways after the shows. We were all keeping secrets from each other. My secret was LOVE. I met a beautiful girl. But that’s off topic. Drama was occurring with two of the boys. I couldn’t help not knowing what was going on. On the fourth day of sailing we hit an iceberg. Before we knew it the ship was sinking. Lives were lost. And to this day I can still hear screams of people on that ship. It haunts me. I ask myself everyday ‘Why couldn’t I go down with the ship?’ I guess God had a different ending for me. Every night I can hear my best friends saying their last words. What seemed like the opportunity of a lifetime had actually turned out to be love and lives being cut short. It’s the one memory I hate to think about but it’s the one memory I can remember like it was yesterday.”

How should I sign this? How about…

“Sincerely, A survivor.”