Chapter Fifteen

Little Lil

Suddenly, I opened my eyes. I only saw five people. Peter, Jack, Elizabeth, Will, and some lady. Everybody was crying but the woman, who I had never seen before. Peter, right now, was crying the hardest. "What's everybody crying about?" I asked in a hoarse voice.

"You are alive!" Elizabeth exclaimed running over to hug me. I was lying down on a large table with my legs covered with a blanket.

"Told ya I could do it," said the woman.

"She is alive!" Jack yelled out the window. After he said something I heard a bunch of cheering.

"Yeah, uhmmm...ok? What is going on? I remember being sick and I took a nap. What happened after that?" My voice was starting to come back but barely.

"You got really sick and took a nap. You died in your sleep. We came to Tia Daalma's thinking she could heal you, but we didn't know if she had the power to bring you back to life!" Peter said also running up to hug me.

"I'm guessing you are Tia Dalma?" I said looking at the lady, and trying to get up.

"Yes, baby I am. And you need to lie back down. You are still very weak."

"We sent Anna Marie to get some water, but she should be back by now, so we can leave," Will said packing up some things they had brought.

Then many people said 'thank you' and so did I, then we took off. They were so overprotective though!!! They wouldn't let me walk; they got someone to carry me EVERYWHERE I went.

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It has been a week now. They are just now letting me get up and walk on my own, but someone has to follow me, incase I get lightheaded and faint (again). That didn't happen, but it was nice to have someone follow me, especially when that someone was Peter. So, you may be wondering what happened when I was 'dead' right? Well, nothing really, but everybody crying a lot. Jack told me everything. But, of course, why should I believe him? He is Jack! Oh, well. He said he was the only one who didn't cry. But, yeah, I found out from another source that he was crying harder than anyone else.

"You know, you get in trouble a lot. Like me having to save you all the time," Peter said one day.

"Well, I am accident- prone."

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I have now been on this ship for four months, and I am getting the hang of it all. Jack is a gossip, lying, rum drinking, annoying, weirdo captain. Elizabeth is nine months pregnant and could deliver at any time. Will is...Will. Peter is sweet, things are moving along too. Yes, I am sorry I skipped this part, but it is really none of your business. Well, I guess it is since I am posting this on the Internet, but you know what? TOO BAD!!! We had one kiss after I slipped on a wet floor and he was there and caught me before I fell. And...

"Lana! Help!" I heard Elizabeth scream from her room, which was right next door.

"Coming!" I said running in there.

And I will stop right there. She had her baby, a little girl. She named it Bob, just kidding! She named her Lilly, but everyone called her Little Lil. She was 7 pounds 2 ounces, 20 inches long, and she was so cute!