A Pirate's Life for Me

by FreeSpirit21

My name is Arabella Turner. I've lived at sea for nearly ten years, making port occasionally for supplies. I live with my parents and my uncle Jack. We live on Uncle Jack's ship, the Black Pearl. My father returned from sea almost ten years ago, after serving ten years as captain of the Flying Dutchman.

2. Chapter 2

After Father's return, Uncle Jack arrived and requested that we join him on a journey. I didn't tell anyone, but I think Uncle Jack missed Father as much as Mother and I did. I had never left the island I lived on with Mother, and the first time I stepped on board the Black Pearl, I fell in love with everything about it. I loved feeling the ocean spray as I watched waves crash against the side of the ship and I also loved watching the dolphins and other sea creatures swimming alongside us as we went on our journey. I loved the crow's nest of the ship most of all. Sitting up there, I felt as if I was on top of the world, looking down at everything and being able to see everything that surrounded me. Also, it is a fantastic place to hide from Uncle Jack when he finds work for me to do.

Even though he makes me work a lot, I know that Uncle Jack loves me. He calls me his Little Pirate Princess because my mother is the Pirate King. Its an odd title for a woman, really. She should request that it be changed. I've always known that I'm a pirate. Mother is a pirate lord and Father was captain of the Flying Dutchman, one of the most beautiful ships that I've ever seen. Pirate blood flows in my veins. Mother doesn't particularly want me to be a pirate, but Father and Uncle Jack know it is inevitable. However, Uncle Jack says I'm not a true pirate until I've tasted rum. Mother says that it is a vile drink. Some day, I'll be captain of my own ship. I'll give it the same name that Uncle Jack gave me. Or perhaps it will have the less regal name he gave me as a young child. Little Beastie.