Street Report

I saw the whole thing sink. It was as if everything was moving in slow motion. I wish it had sped up since all i heard was the creaking of the ship going further and further down into the depths of the ocean, and the screams of every passenger while I was safe in my boat too far away to help. Arms flailing through the air and children asking where their parents were, was the hardest thing to turn away from. I watched the last part of the boat sink in knowing I had just seen over 1,000 people die while I left them there to suffer. I turned away and refused to look back, only listening as the sounds of peoples cries grew fainter and fainter...the Lusitania was no more.