In the bed I lay, staring into the dark, reviewing all that had happened this week. Today had been my last day of Spring Break, my parents were gone for a whole week, going to a party a few states away, and I was stuck by myself at home. I had a friend I had been planning to stay with, but she decided to stay with someone else other than me. Meh, I really didn't care. This was my last Spring break I was ever going to get, since I was a Senior in High School, but, oh well. So, what did I do in my final Spring Break? Well, I spent it in a city called St. Augustine, Florida! The city was only about and hour south of me, it had tons of stuff to do, and was just amazing! Sure had plenty about my favorite subject, Pirates! Pirates was my obsession, the main thing I ever thought about. But, I'm getting off topic.

Oh, wow, I never explained who the heck I am did I? Well, my name is Annalise Hayes, I have red hair that is just past my shoulders, and is layer a little at the bottom, and green eyes that sometimes turn gold.I probably have the lowest self esteem in the world, and just for no reason, I'm just like that. I even get compliments on "how pretty my hair is" atleast once a week. To me its just plain annoying,a dn I can't see what anyone finds pretty in my hair, but meh...I have no idea why my eyes turn gold, they just do that rnadomly. I find it pretty neat at points. But, my eyes dilated very easily, some somtimes people mistake me to have really dark brown eyes. But thats pretty much it...

So, on Monday, I went to the Lighthouse that was there, and explored a few shops. On Tuesday I went to the fort that was there, and went on a pirate ghost tour at night. On Wednesday I went to this place called Ripley's beleive it or not, which had all this really stange stuff in it. On Thursday I went I mainly went shopping, even though I normally don't like it. I even found these two really neat pirate stores. One Friday I went to the Fountain of Youth. That place truly had to have been my favorite place I went out of all the places I went. And you won't beleive what I bought in there. A real, and when I say real, I mean real, Peice of Eight! Atleast 300 hundred years old! I'm never going to let this coin out of my sight. Then, after that, I went to the beach. I couldn't go to the beachy town of St.Augustine and forget to go to the beach! But over the weekend, I mainly rested, since I was completely tired.
I really didn't want to go back to school tomorrow, High School was miserable. I had one good friend, whom I wouldn't ever see again after this year, since she's going to a different college up North in New York City. But, atleast I had my online friends. They had to be my best friends I've ever met...or not met...whatever.One of them I used to know in real life, but she moved away. She had been my best friend ever. We had so much in common, we loved pirates, music, oh, speaking of music, music is my life. Without music, and pirates, I would probably be dead. Sorry, I'm getting off-topic again...But that friend, we luckily were able to stay in touch.
I took on last sip of some water, which was some water I bought from the Fountain of Youth, and drifted off into sleep, with the tune of "He's a pirate" in my head, and my new Peice of Eight in my balled up fist.

I slowly opened my eyes, and rubbed them, trying to get the sleep out of them. I wasn't in the same room I had been when I fell asleep. I was staring up into this wood, which reminded me of a hut, in a really dim lit room. I slowly sat up, feeling a bit dizzy, only to come face to face with a white snake. I shreiked, jumping away as fast as I could, only to become more dizzy.

"Finally ye awake" I heard a voice say, with a strong Jamaican accent.

I turned around, only to look into deep crimson red eyes. An orange is the only thing I could compare my eyes to, and that would be referring to size. The person who was standing in front of me was the one and only...Tia Dalma.

"Oh my god...you..your...you are...oh my god.." I managed to stutter out, my toungue twisted like a vine when its twistes over a fence.

"My thought's were right...ye do have a...touch of destiny about ye,." She said, the words "Touch of Destiny" sticking out to me. That's what she had called...William Turner in the first movie...I think I love that man more than Elizabeth Swann does.

"Uhh...umm...errr...how did I exactly...get here..." I stutter, still not over the official shock that I'm here. I mean, wasn't Tia Dalma supposed to be Calypso now?

"I found ye floating in de water outside dis here hut, you probably float here from de ocean, but I have to ask you somet'ing, how did you get in de water?"

"I...uhh...don't know...but mayeb I ask, what year is it?"

"Oh dear, ye can't remember a thing...it is 1687.."

"...Oh my god I...its not...oh my god..."

"What's 'tis wrong?"

"You...wouldn't beleive me if I told you..."

"Ah, no, I would probably beleive ye, just tell me"

I finally gave in and started to tell her.

"Well...I sorta think I-" My explanation was interupted as the door opened squeakily and a ruggish pirate I knew all too well peaked inside. Captain Jack Sparrow.