Robyn Sanchez was born in Croatia. She goes to high school and lives an ordinary life like almost all teenagers. She was 15 years old, she had long curly black hair, green eyes and was too high for her years. Two weeks before the end school she began to dream about Barbossa, a character from «Pirates of the Caribbean». She was so focused in her dream that she almost was late for school. When she woke and looked what's the time, she almost fell out of bed. It was seven o'clock in the morning, and her school started at half eight. She ran in the bathroom, put on her clothes, and in lightning speed went on her bicycle to school. She continued to run down the hall and collapsed on somebody's umbrella. She fell and the umbrella flew in the opposite direction. She bang in class like a real kung fu master and banged the door behind. She quickly went to her table by the way picking up some books that she unintentionally collapsed. Just when she sat at her table, the formmistress came in and started to shout at her:
"Robyn, what's the matter with you today. First you fell about somebody's umbrella, which flew straight in my leg and then closed the dor right in front of my nose. Go home and come back to school when you will know what means "behave civilized."
Robyn didn't care because her grades were all closed anyway. She came to the house, lied on the couch and turned on TV. After five minutes she heard the bell and opened the door. On the door was her older cousin Elliott from England. He's school ended earlier, so he has come to visit her and call to spend the summer holidays with him. Of course, Robyn accepted the invitation and began to pack. When she was almost done, phone ringed. Then she heard horrific news. Her parents were kidnapped. She quickly went with Elliott to England where she lived a couple of months.
"Hey, Elliott, did you know that Tutankamon was the youngest Pharaoh in the history of Egypt?"
"Yeah."
"But have you know that there was the Ottoman empire?"
"Yes, I know it also."
"Hmmm ... then and I will not ask anything."
"Okey."
"And have you know that I won first place at last year's Favorite - voice music competition?" "Well, you told me that you won't ask me anything."
"Ah, excuse me. Did you know that I have a boyfriend?"
"Robyn!"
"What?"
"Shut up!"
"But why would I?"
"Because you are boring."
"Are you fighting again?"
"Huh? Oh , hello, Charlie. No, we're not fighting. Don't be ridiculous."
"I want to ask you two something. Would you like to go with me to the Historical Museum? They have a cool exhibit on the era of piracy."
"Okey, let's go!"
And so they went towards the Museum. Incidentally, Robyn and Elliott were fighting again, as you surely noticed. Otherwise they they would start a real fight , but it was prevented by Elliott's best frend, Charlie Melling. When they came to the museum, Robyn saw that the presentation isn't something. She separated from Elliott and Charlie and wandered in her thoughts. There was a section "The history of piracy," and she sung an old pirate song:
"Jo - ho, Jo - ho, a pirate's life for me."
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On the world was circling the legend of the ship that sometimes occurs at sea in a dense fog. Yes, yes. On the seas would sometimes come to something and the worst pirates feared of that. The skeleton ship was dark by the blood of innocent souls who have had the accident to come in the way that creepy ship. The sails were black, large and black, as if they were cut out from the darkness and made of sins. The crew, consisting of the sea creatures that once were men, sentenced to forever roam the seas, driven from wind of death and evil. But the captain, well, the captain was the worst. His bright blue eyes stared below the long beard of the octopus' tentacles. Instead of the left hand he had crab pliers, and the fingers of the right hand extended in the long tentacles wraped around a staff of ivory. On his head was a black hat which was like devil's horns, and one leg was a whale's bone. Of course, this story can not be anything to you than an old pea story about ghost spirits such as Davy Jones, or the Flying Dutchman. And you don't believe in ghost stories... do you?
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The moon has risen high above the dark ocean. The silent sea sounds - wind, hitting the waves and the creaking of rope - filled the night with a mysterious symphony. On the stone walls of the prison who rose above the town, landed a bunch of crows. The moonlit night seemed even creepier because of the rattling of chains and screams of detainees. Two guards dragged a prisoner through the stone entrance gate. The passage was obviously the entrance to the prison. The exit looked significantly different, as a number of deprived prisoners will soon find out. Several guards made their way to the wall on the seaside of the prison carrying wooden coffins. With a quick conviction, they pushed the coffins from the wall, and they were like lead, with a shower they fell in the hungry sea. The current took them like a fleet of vessel spirits. Two boxes of pine trees, vessels deeper than others, and slowly began to sink into the sea. One crow from the prison wall landed down to the coffin. Knock - knock - knock! It began to tap the coffin. Thum - THUM - thum - Thum. Another sound that was repeated in the mysterious night. Thum – THUM – thum – THUM. Truly a very unpleasant sound. The person in that coffin which the bird had chosen answered. Knock - knock - knock - POW. Suddenly a shot was heard from the interior of the coffin that rejected the bird in a cloud of feathers. A hand made it's way out from the hole, found the lock which the coffin was closed and opened it. Captain Jack Sparrow made his way out of it and looked around. His ship, the Black Pearl, waited on him.
"Well, where are you?", asked him his younger brother Jonathan.
"There was a small complication. But I got what I wanted.", Jack leisurely turned from Jonathan and went towards his cabin.
Jonathan folowed him.
"Hey, Jack, can I ask you a little question?
"If you have to.", said Jack.
"What were you looking for?"
"It's not your bussines."
"Come on, what were you looking for?"
"Watch your own bussines, savvy?"
"And you call yourself a brother?"
"I don't care."
"Really?"
"Yes, Jonathan, really."
"And what do you think your crew will think of you?"
"I don't care and it doesn't concern me. Savvy?"
"No, not really."
"Good."
"Not good. If you tell me what you were looking for, I'll buy you a new ship, and it will be bigger than this."
"Hmmm ... offer sounds very tempting. However, the circumstances in which we are must be taken into account."
"And that means…?"
"Hmm ... Thank you, but no, thank you!", said Jack and banged the door cabin.