Unlucky

there was an unlucky man, his name was Stephen. he did many stupid things...like causing crashes, bumping into people and sometimes even causing harm to other people. Stephen... was cursed, well people say he is.

when Stephen was younger he aspired to be a sailor. he pictured himself riding boats and finding treasure...but it's the early 1900's and pirates didn't exist anymore. Stephen thought with his 'cursed' luck that his dream was impossible. his father always told him 'there is not such thing as luck, lad. it all comes down to skill' Stephen took in these words, but they never truly sank in. when he accidentally stood on his head masters foot and tripped him up... he blamed his bad luck.

the year was 1909, and Stephen was finally going to accomplish his dream. 'Stephen! you're the captain?' asked his father ' i never knew you'd get this far!' ' i know... but with my luck, it'll all go to hell...' replied Stephen.

'don't be silly, lad!' said his father.

'...the titanic is unbreakable!'