Small town pirate-Chapter 1A Chapter by UntoldStory"My heart leaped. Was he...waving me..over?"
I had to keep running, running like something was after me, like something was going to kill me. Hard cold rain pelted down onto me. The dark sky cracked without any mercy, I was alone, I was scared. Breathing faster I tried to get my footing on the slippery sidewalk, but the mud was not helping and I tumbled forward. The dark night spun around me and I found myself laying on the cold mudded street. Small jagged pebbles dug into my skin, tears started to run down my face....I tried to scream out, I needed help, I needed-
"CARLY!" I jumped up. The sun was shinning onto the boat and the lake water smell brought me to the world before me. Danny,my older brother, stood before me glancing at me. "What?" I grumbled and tried to shove him away but he held his footing perfectly on the rocky boat. "Were going into town. Mind watching the boat?" I shrugged. Our boat had a massive black sail on it, everyone, even the tourist, knew it belonged to us. They wouldn't dare step foot near it. I looked down at the black bandanna tired around my wrist, everyone on the boat had one. No one dared to talk to us when they saw the bandannas. It was our mark, our criminal mark. Normally I loved being feared, being known as the "tough pirate girl." But lately I wanted nothing to do with all this, I wanted to hang out with kids my age. Wanted to laugh and joke around about kid stuff, not have to worry about cops or were the next meal was coming from. "Hey! Pass it here!" I looked over and saw a few kids throwing a soccer ball around and felt my heart sink, I wanted to be with them for some reason. I wanted to belong. To fit in. One of them looked over at the boat and waved. My heart leaped. Was he...waving me..over? "Hey! You! Wanna play?? We need another player!"
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2 Reviews Added on April 12, 2010 Last Updated on April 12, 2010 AuthorUntoldStoryNovi, MIAboutWell ello there! :3 Hello, I'm Ashley and I like poetry, long walks on the beach, and poking things with a stick. Well...... I like poking things with a stick at least! I AM A PIRATE!!! ARGH!.. more..Writing
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