A young girl and her brother stood at the side of a ship looking over the
side. The girl, Isabella, and her brother, Will were out in the Caribbean
looking for their father, William Turner. Their mother had died only a few
months before, and there was no other family that they knew of in England.
There they were, all alone on a ship in the middle of the Caribbean looking
for a man who didn't even know he had a daughter at all.
Suddenly a sailor shouted and pointed out over the waves, a ship
appeared. A black ship with black sails, as it came closer the captain
came over to the children. "You kids had better get down below deck," he
told them, "Why?" Will asked, "What's going on?" The captain looked
worried, "That ship looks dangerous, that's all." He said as he put fake
smile on his face. "Just you two go along." He said as he pushed them
gently toward the stairs.
A few moments later Will was digging through their trunk, "There is something strange going on that the captain isn't telling us." He told his sister. "Do you think that ship is really the black pearl?" Isabella asked him nervously. Will stopped for a moment looking at the sword in his hand, he looked back at his sister and noticed the frightened look in her eyes. "We should just be prepared." He told her. But she didn't look very comforted, "Don't worry, everything will be fine sis." Will said as he went over and stood in front of her. Suddenly the ship shook and the crew went wild above deck. The children looked at each other, and Will started toward the stairs. "Will!" Isabella screamed, "Don't go! You'll be killed!" She ran to him and hugged him tightly. "Don't worry, we'll be fine." He told her calmly smiling. He was frightened, but he had to be the big brother and be brave for his sister. A few minutes after Will ran up the stairs, sword in hand the ship got an even larger jolt from a bomb from the other ship. The mast collapsed and almost fell on Isabella as she ran up the stairs after Will. Suddenly a pirate pushed Isabella overboard. She crashed into into the waves below. As she came up coughing she got a better look at the black pearl and the damage it had done. Isabella remembered a small boat attached to the other side of the ship and she swam as fast as she could to the other side. When she finally reached the other side the boat was floating away from the main ship. Isabella climbed into the ship just in time. The ship was completely in flames and the Black Pearl sailed swiftly away. Then another ship came sailing up as she was looking for her brother in the waves. "Over here!" she yelled, "Help! Over here!" But the ship was on the other side of the burning ship and the crew couldn't hear her at all. Isabella was in tears as she floated away, she was in the middle of the ocean, her brother was probably dead and she would either be eaten by a shark or captured by pirates.
Isabella suddenly awoke, it had been a dream all a terrible dream of the past. She was now fifteen and was living in a town not far from the place her life had been endangered. She was now under the roof of an inn, she was earning her food and board by working for the inn keeper and his wife. It was the middle of the night so she decided to try to fall back to sleep. As she lay back down she thought of her brother, she could picture him perfectly; soft-brown eyes and brown hair. She wished he was here to comfort her and protect her. But he was gone, gone forever and never coming back. A tear fell down her cheek. As she drifted off to sleep she imagined that she was back in England with her brother, and her mother sitting beside her bed watching over her.
A few moments later Will was digging through their trunk, "There is something strange going on that the captain isn't telling us." He told his sister. "Do you think that ship is really the black pearl?" Isabella asked him nervously. Will stopped for a moment looking at the sword in his hand, he looked back at his sister and noticed the frightened look in her eyes. "We should just be prepared." He told her. But she didn't look very comforted, "Don't worry, everything will be fine sis." Will said as he went over and stood in front of her. Suddenly the ship shook and the crew went wild above deck. The children looked at each other, and Will started toward the stairs. "Will!" Isabella screamed, "Don't go! You'll be killed!" She ran to him and hugged him tightly. "Don't worry, we'll be fine." He told her calmly smiling. He was frightened, but he had to be the big brother and be brave for his sister. A few minutes after Will ran up the stairs, sword in hand the ship got an even larger jolt from a bomb from the other ship. The mast collapsed and almost fell on Isabella as she ran up the stairs after Will. Suddenly a pirate pushed Isabella overboard. She crashed into into the waves below. As she came up coughing she got a better look at the black pearl and the damage it had done. Isabella remembered a small boat attached to the other side of the ship and she swam as fast as she could to the other side. When she finally reached the other side the boat was floating away from the main ship. Isabella climbed into the ship just in time. The ship was completely in flames and the Black Pearl sailed swiftly away. Then another ship came sailing up as she was looking for her brother in the waves. "Over here!" she yelled, "Help! Over here!" But the ship was on the other side of the burning ship and the crew couldn't hear her at all. Isabella was in tears as she floated away, she was in the middle of the ocean, her brother was probably dead and she would either be eaten by a shark or captured by pirates.
Isabella suddenly awoke, it had been a dream all a terrible dream of the past. She was now fifteen and was living in a town not far from the place her life had been endangered. She was now under the roof of an inn, she was earning her food and board by working for the inn keeper and his wife. It was the middle of the night so she decided to try to fall back to sleep. As she lay back down she thought of her brother, she could picture him perfectly; soft-brown eyes and brown hair. She wished he was here to comfort her and protect her. But he was gone, gone forever and never coming back. A tear fell down her cheek. As she drifted off to sleep she imagined that she was back in England with her brother, and her mother sitting beside her bed watching over her.