I gasped as he said the word 'pirates'. What did he think he was doing, leaving me tied to a bed when pirates had attacked Port Royal, and could very well be heading up to this very house looking for valuable goods? "Oh my god, please, someone help me," I muttered to myself. It was no good screaming out loud in case pirates heard and came to see who it was. I prayed that they would not come to this house but they did. I heard the front door swing open, and footsteps running around the ground floor of the house, I heard drawers being rummaged through, vases being broken, windows being smashed, and then I heard the worst thing of all, footsteps coming upstairs. I could hear them going through each room picking up valuables along the way and finally they came to the room I was in. "Damn, it's locked," one of them, said. "Well, break the bloody door down then!" said the other. This was it, they were going to find me and kill me and I had no way of escape at all. I was tied to a bed for god's sake! After much banging, the door finally broke under the pirates' weight and two large dirty pirates stumbled through the door. Their eyes lit up when they saw what was in the room. "Well, well, well, look wha' we 'ave 'ere! Won't the captain be pleased wit' our find!" said the taller one of the two. I closed my eyes, hoping it was all a nightmare and when I opened my eyes, they would be gone, but no such luck. The other one, who looked much younger than the other, only a few years older than me, came over and stroked my cheek. I moved my head away quickly, but he grabbed hold of my chin and made me look straight at him. He was actually quite good looking underneath all the dirt and grime on his face but he was still a pirate. "Wha' a pretty little thin' we've found, I'm sure the captain can do somethin' wit' ye, an' I'm sure I could do a lo' more," he grinned, suggestively. I jolted my head away in disgust. The other came over and started to untie my hands, as soon as they were free I began hitting them both but it didn't look as if it was getting me very far, they seemed rather pleased about it actually. The younger one untied my legs from the bed but quickly tied them together again so he wouldn't be kicked. And the other one tied my hands together behind my back much to my dismay. "Ye'll 'av to carry 'er back te the ship," the younger one said, and the larger one did as he was told. He lifted me up roughly putting me over his shoulder and I screamed as loudly as I could. "Now, now lass, there'd be no need fer that, gag her will ye, Tom," the man carrying me said, and Tom, the younger one ripped part of his shirt off and wrapped it around my mouth tightly. I cried and cried, whilst they took me back to the ship. I was scared to death, could this day have been any more awful? But it was about to get much, much worse.

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