As I lay in my bunk, wondering when Id fall asleep; I could hear my
steady hear my steady heart beat. It was a sound like no other. I hadn't a
clue why I was listening to my heat beat...probably because I had nothing
better to do. I would have fallen asleep, but I had been restless and pre-
occupied with things on my mind. My father, Will, always talked about his
infamous friend Jack Sparrow. And it made me absolutely and utterly curiose
on what this man was like. My father would always talk about his adventures
with the fellow, and what fun they had together. And he would always talk
about the pirates' personality as well. This, rouge, swashbuckling sea dog
that had lost ever bit of his dignity to chase his dreams and do what he
pleased. I always pictured him a sort of handsome man tanned skin and
short dark hair....and big booming eyes.
As I lay in my bunk, wondering when id forget all these foolish thoughts of pirates and such, I tossed the blankets off of me and quietly crept up on deck. Everyone had long gone to sleep, and I tried to keep it that way. A warm breeze flowed over the deck and the stars shone about on the blue velvet sky. The rough wooden planks under my bare feet were cold as I made my way to the edge of the ship. I leaned over the railing and stared at the rolling water beneath of me. The foamy sea green water glistened like marble under the full moon high in the sky, letting its light guide our ship through the water.
The ship sailed through the calm water as I watched the sea for what seemed like endless minutes. As I stood there, I could hear the soft patter of feel behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see my father trying to creep up behind me.
"Nice try" I said, not quite satisfied that the attempt.
He grinned slightly as he walked over to me and began to lean on the railing as I was.
"Why are you still awake?" he asked softly
I looked out into the distance, gazing upon the entrancing water. I looked up at my father. I loved him more than anything in the world, even though I was not blood related. He had rescued me when I was about ten. I hadn't a father or a mother. So I took a ship sailing to Barbados, hoping id find some place to call home. But the plan quickly came to an end when my ship was attacked by pirates. It so happened that Will was on the ship I was on, as I was being hauled off by a pirate, will came into play, and saved my life. And IV been his daughter since. I am now 23 and when I come back home, mother wants me to marry. But I have no intention to.
"Well," I began, "Iv been thinking about that friend of yours, Mr. Sparrow."
"Oh Jack? Why would you be thinking about him?"
"I don't know..." I said shyly," I guess ever since you've talked about him...IV become curious...and maybe....have an adventure of my own..."
"What are you talking about? We're just returning from a grand adventure!" he said in mock shock.
"You can hardly call sailing to Barbados for supplies an adventure" I said frankly.
My father looked at me with a smile
"don't count on them," he told me, "they're too dangerous. And besides..... you're much too young to go on one"
"hah! How old do I have to be? 50?"
He knew I was right when it came to being the right age. Father sighed. He looked me square in the face and said to me
"look, we won't be seeing Jack for a long while I imagine...that's why im telling you not to count on one of those adventures you're craving for."
"But I don't need sparrow, id be just as content sailing with you! And besides, you could keep a better eye on me that way." I protested
he smiled a loving smile and said
"you argue just like your mother" even thought I wasn't blood related. My father let out yet another sigh and said
"you should get back to bed; it'll be a long day tomorrow."
I rolled my eyes and obediently did was I was told.
"good night peaches" I heard him say as I began to lightly step downstairs.
"good night" I whispered back.
I slowly drifted into a dream of adventure and pirates.
As I lay in my bunk, wondering when id forget all these foolish thoughts of pirates and such, I tossed the blankets off of me and quietly crept up on deck. Everyone had long gone to sleep, and I tried to keep it that way. A warm breeze flowed over the deck and the stars shone about on the blue velvet sky. The rough wooden planks under my bare feet were cold as I made my way to the edge of the ship. I leaned over the railing and stared at the rolling water beneath of me. The foamy sea green water glistened like marble under the full moon high in the sky, letting its light guide our ship through the water.
The ship sailed through the calm water as I watched the sea for what seemed like endless minutes. As I stood there, I could hear the soft patter of feel behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see my father trying to creep up behind me.
"Nice try" I said, not quite satisfied that the attempt.
He grinned slightly as he walked over to me and began to lean on the railing as I was.
"Why are you still awake?" he asked softly
I looked out into the distance, gazing upon the entrancing water. I looked up at my father. I loved him more than anything in the world, even though I was not blood related. He had rescued me when I was about ten. I hadn't a father or a mother. So I took a ship sailing to Barbados, hoping id find some place to call home. But the plan quickly came to an end when my ship was attacked by pirates. It so happened that Will was on the ship I was on, as I was being hauled off by a pirate, will came into play, and saved my life. And IV been his daughter since. I am now 23 and when I come back home, mother wants me to marry. But I have no intention to.
"Well," I began, "Iv been thinking about that friend of yours, Mr. Sparrow."
"Oh Jack? Why would you be thinking about him?"
"I don't know..." I said shyly," I guess ever since you've talked about him...IV become curious...and maybe....have an adventure of my own..."
"What are you talking about? We're just returning from a grand adventure!" he said in mock shock.
"You can hardly call sailing to Barbados for supplies an adventure" I said frankly.
My father looked at me with a smile
"don't count on them," he told me, "they're too dangerous. And besides..... you're much too young to go on one"
"hah! How old do I have to be? 50?"
He knew I was right when it came to being the right age. Father sighed. He looked me square in the face and said to me
"look, we won't be seeing Jack for a long while I imagine...that's why im telling you not to count on one of those adventures you're craving for."
"But I don't need sparrow, id be just as content sailing with you! And besides, you could keep a better eye on me that way." I protested
he smiled a loving smile and said
"you argue just like your mother" even thought I wasn't blood related. My father let out yet another sigh and said
"you should get back to bed; it'll be a long day tomorrow."
I rolled my eyes and obediently did was I was told.
"good night peaches" I heard him say as I began to lightly step downstairs.
"good night" I whispered back.
I slowly drifted into a dream of adventure and pirates.