Disclaimer~ yo ho. yo ho. Pirates of the Caribbean is not mine. read up my readers yo ho!!!!!!

I was on the phone with my friend and she begged me to put this disclaimer in.

At 3:00 Emily was able to board the ship. There was a man that showed her to her cabin. Once she was inside she shut the door. She put her bag down on the floor and walked over to the bed. She fell down onto it and went to sleep. She didn't even put the sheets down. She was on the ship for three days. She didn't want to leave her bed. All she wanted to do was sleep. When she was asleep she forgot she was alone. Emily didn't have a mom or dad. She didn't have any brothers or sisters. All she had was an Uncle that she didn't know. She was leaving the life she had lead for eighteen years and that frightened her. She was awake and thinking about her mom. She remembered her mom had brown hair and the brightest blue eyes you'd ever see. She had the best smile. Whenever she'd smile it warmed your soul. She thought about how happy her mom was when she found out she was going to have a baby. She thought about the way her mom always made sure Emily knew she wasn't going to be left out when the baby came. Then her thoughts wondered to her father. He was such a happy man. Everyone knew he loved his wife and daughter. Emily remembered how he made her a wooden sword when she was little. She thought back to how happy he was when Charlotte Thomason was around. Emily remembered how sad he was he she died. She was just about to replay the memory of the night Jack saved her but she was disrupted from her thoughts by a knock on the door. She sighed.

"Who is it?" she asked

"The first mate of the ship."

"What do you want?" She asked grumpily

"Well, we have notice that you have not left your cabin since you have been in it. You haven't eaten. We would like to come out."

"Fine." She said sounding mad but inside happy. She liked having somebody caring for her. She got out of bed and got dressed. She brushed her hair. She finally opened the door. The first mate offered his arm. She took it. He walked her to the dining hall. He pulled out a chair for her and she sat down as he pushed her in. He took her order for food and then left her. She was sitting with a few other people at the table. They were making small chat when he brought her food. When she finished eating the first mate asked her for a dance because it was his turn for a break. She said ok.

"What your name?" she asked when the reached the dance floor.

"Martin."

Martin and Emily were dancing for about a half hour. All of a sudden there was a shout form the look out. Pirate ship. dead ahead. Martin and the other crewmates ran aboard the deck. There was no chance of out running them. It was The Black Pearl. the fastest ship. They would have to fight. When The Black Pearl was close enough the pirates jumped on board and ran around looking for gold. and other treasures. One pirate went into the dinning room. He looked around for anything valuable. Everyone screamed and ran to the corner. When the pirate saw Emily he stopped and stared at her. He muttered something to himself and ran over to her. He took her. She tried to fight him off like when she young but she didn't have anything to fight with. The pirate took her to The Pearl. No one saw the pirate take her. When she was on The Pearl one pirate said, " I didn't know we was taking on captives."

Emily was terrified. All the pirates kept whispering and pointing at her. The pirate who took her said to her "We are goin' ta the Cap'n. We have missed ye. We were so disappointed when you left for him. The Captain still loves ye."

"I was never with you. How could I leave you? I don't know your Captain." Emily said Her heart was pounding. She was scared but she didn't let it show.

"Yer still the funny lil lass ye were 'fore." He said laughing

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Elentari II~ Thank you for pointing that out. I was just trying to get her on a boat so she didn't have to be alone. I felt bad for her. But since I already screwed it up I'm not gonna bother fixing it. I'll keep it tucked away if I ever write another story.