Rose rushed around her room thinking of what to bring. She attacked her dresser drawer. Rose seized any clothes that were ragged like Jack's. She took a single bag and pushed in two pairs of pants, a skirt and three shirts. Then her eyes drifted to her jewelry box. It was hand painted by her brother who had passed away of pneumonia. She did not want to leave such a precious heirloom behind, but she was afraid of its safety on the ship. It held some of her most expensive jewelry including the locket her mother gave her on he thirteenth birthday. Rose could not see herself leaving without her jewelry box so she took the clothes out of the bag and placed the box at the bottom and covered it up with the clothes. She ran down stairs to the men waiting for her. She smiled and showed them her bag, Jack rolled his eyes and sighed, "What do you need to bring on a pirate ship?" Rose shrugged and shoved the group out the door locking the door behind them. She eagerly followed the group, watching the windows of numerous houses close in panic. They crept closer and closer to the ship of glory and Rose became more and more anxious. Then they passed a man on the dock. The man bowed gracefully and said, "You boat sir Sparrow." The crew thanked him, and then climbed on the boat. During the night, the boat didn't look like a pirate ship; it didn't look like a ship at all. Rose thought of it as heaven. She traveled on the deck, feeling the soft worn in wood full of memories. She placed her head on the railing, listening to the ocean when a voice was heard behind her. "It's beautiful isn't it?" It was captain Jack. Rose was startled but knew she had to get used to his unexpected greetings. She answered him, "Yeah, I feel so glad to finally express my real self and not the clean prissy girl I was before my birthday," Jack patted her back and whispered in her ear, "No longer shall ye be a white virgin Lady Rose," He handed her a single rose and left.