"Oh my gosh what happens next Dakota, what happens next?" a little boy yelled feircely. "Hold on Kerian, im almost there!" Dakota replied and then continued the story...
I woke up by tasting salt. Wonder where I was. I was taking a gripp load of sand in my hand with salt water splashing in to my face, refreshing me.
"Where am I"?
I questioned myself.
But then I heard a sweet whistling tune, then slowly started to sing.
CUZ IT'S A PILLAGE! A SWEET PIRATE PLUNDER!
WE NEED AS MANY PEOPLE WE CAN GET... OF COURSE!
CUZ IT'S A PILLAGE! A SWEET PIRATE PLUNDER!
WE WILL NEED SOMEONE TO SING, COME SING FOR MEEEEEE.
HERE IM ASKING BY ROAD, MOST OF YOU ARE FOES, JUST COME TO ROB FOR MEEEEEE
JUST CAN'T YOU SEE, COME TO ROB FOR ME! TOWNSFOLK SHARPEN YE SWORDS.
MERCHANTS BE LOCKI'N YOUR DOORS!
CAUSE WE ARE WARLORDS!
OH CAN'T YOU SEE COME ROB WITH MEEEEE!
I was laying by a giant rock when out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow. From what I saw it was a man, whom had, well one of those, pirate hats, that Jack Sparrow would have worn,
pants rolled up knee length, a sheath hanging from a belt, and what was that? A dog by his side?. The shadow stopped suspiciously. And walked away. I gave out
a sigh, and then saw black... I dreamt of what had happened in the last five hours.
And whatever happened with the mirror, I know it my be hard for you to understand but, I thought that this was a
dream, I was dreaming in. But then I awoke, in the nastiest smelling little stable.
Tried to open my eyes but I just couldn't, I can almost feel my eyes frying! I quickly threw the back of my hands and rubbed my eyes clean. I was covered with mud and rotten carrots, and Cabbage. I saw pigs walking around helplessly, you can just see them sitting there rotting. Some were eating sludge out of a dirty bowl, others sleeping in their own dung.
"Oh my gosh!" I yelled, trying to get my self up on to my feet. But I couldn't I slipped on the mud, and years worth of dung, and fungus. The pigs gave a loud snort. I cursed to myself quietly, when once again I tried to get up, but failed.
I gave it another shot, and finally made it. I walked to the opening of the stable, tried to push it open but it was locked.
I gave up on trying to push it open. And easily just jumped right over it. I fell roughly to the ground, hay stuck to my now, stained tunic, and worked my way up again. When I saw the same shadow I saw I dont know how long ago. I turned around and looked at a barrel and yanked it open. I saw rum in it, but I did not care. I hopped in any way.