From then on I kept a diary of my life on the Jolly Rodger:
Day 1:
I look around at the room father gave me and sighed. The room itself was pretty nice the walls were painted a pale blue colour in my bedroom and en suite- yes I know I am lucky, though to be honest I would never share a bathroom with I pirate, yes I know I am a pirate by blood but would you?
Any way in my bedroom there was a single bed with a white frame which looked quite pretty with blue curtains draped around the frame of the bed. Next to the bed was a dressing table with a writing desk I opened the draws to find them empty so I began to un pack putting my comb and perfumes on the draw. I look around the room again to find a wardrobe in white but when I opened the wardrobe to find about seven dresses in their already. There was a black lace dress, a dark green velvet dress, a black blouse dress, a dark blue satin dress, a purple silk dress, another blue dress and finally a red dress.
I found it very strange but squashed by pale coloured dresses next to them.
I heard a knock at the door.
I know short but sweeet but I happen to be very busy, please reveiw and I will update by tomorrow, promisex
