The Untold Adventures of Rebecca Sparrow

Many people have heard the story of Captain Jack Sparrow, about his life as a pirate, and his adventures. No one knows or maybe no one cares about his life before he became a pirate. Not many people know that he has a sister. Who is much younger than him. She is a late in life baby. She came when no one was expecting it. Jack was just about 20 when she was born. It was a cold November night in 1701, when a young girl was brought into this world. The day was the 12th, a time when the days were warm, and the nights were cold. Winter creeping up on the villages of London. In the small port town of Dutchshire England, a man into his late 40's or early 50's lived with his wife, who was in her late 40's and who some would say was too old to give birth to another child.

The man was a merchant sailor, and the woman stayed home like most women in that time, and cooked and cleaned and tended to her husband's every whim. 9 months earlier when she found out that she was pregnant once again, she was astonished. She believed that it was a blessing from God that she was to have another child so late in her life. Her husband found out and was shocked. He couldn't fathom how this could have happened, but he is overjoyed with the news of having a baby.

The day has finally arrived. After 9 months of preparing and getting ready for this child, it was time for it to come out and meet the world. At exactly 3:08 am on November 12th, 1701, Rebecca Marie Sparrow was born. Tragedy would soon befall the young girl at the age of 3, both her parents were killed, and she was left in the care of her brother Jack Sparrow. He knew he could not take care of her like he should, so he gave her over to their parent's best friends, Angelique and Jameson Faber, to be raised. From then on he carried on life like he did before, pirating. He vowed he would go back and find his sister, support her when he could, and be her family. This is the story of Rebecca Marie Sparrow, after Jack left her with the Faber's.

The year was 1706, and Rebecca Marie Sparrow has just celebrated her 6th birthday. She got a doll, and a beautiful new dress for her birthday that year. Living in Dutchshire wasn't that bad, but times were rough. Rebecca never went without what she needed, but the Faber's didn't have a lot of money. They have no other children. Angelique Faber always wanted one of her own, but never could get pregnant. Rebeccais an eccentric young child. She loves playing in the mud with the boys her own age, and she is very tough. She is also sweet and loveable as well. She has golden curls on her head and piercing hazel eyes. Her skin tone is fair, like a porcelain doll, and she has freckles all over her cheeks.

As Rebecca looked out at the sea, she wondered about her brother. She barely remembers him, but longs to see him dearly. He is the only family she truly has left. Tears are brought to her eyes thinking of that dreadful day her mother was murdered for housing a pirate, which turned out to be her brother Jack. She remembers it well, but at the time she remembers thinking at least she still has her father. Her worst fears had come true when a few days later he was sent to the gallows.

"Why did they have to be taken from me? Why must everything I truly love be taken from me?" Rebecca sighs softly, more or less talking to herself. She loves being with the Faber's, they've treated her so well, and have loved her like their own child, but it's not the same. Rebecca grasps the locket her parents gave her for her 3rd birthday she cherishes it dearly. She doesn't know what is in it, because she can't open it by herself. She grasps it tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. The wind is blowing lightly as the sun is setting over the horizon. Memories are flooding back in her Rebecca's mind, of her father and mother. The way they smelled, talked laughed. How her father would lift her up high into the sky and twirl her around.

"My Angel" he would call her. "My angel," Rebecca whispered to herself remembering that feeling. The feeling as if she were flying like a bird high in the clouds, looking down at her father's smiling face. Her father had brown hair with a few streaks of gray in there. He also had hazel eyes like her, and his skin was tan from working out to sea for so long, and he would always tell her bedtime stories about pirates, and sea monsters; about how he battled the Kraken, and got away with his life. He was always smiling and Rebecca remembers every night he's kiss her and tell her that he loved her more than anything in the world. The memories became fuzzy in her mind, of her father and other memories came to be clearer of her mother. Her mother was a beautiful woman, even in her late 40's. She had long blond hair, like Rebecca's, with beautiful blue eyes. Her skin was also fair, and her laugh made anyone smile.

Rebecca blinked the visions of her younger years away, and went to bed. She dreamed of a place where she'd meet her parents once again, and they along with Jack would live together in peace forever. Rebecca wished that one day that would truly happen. Life went on and Rebecca grew up, leaving her silly little dreams behind her. The innocent days of her youth were shattered the day that she turned 16, ten years later.