I, Ryan Rider, may be in the best and worst situation possible. I was walking along a dirt road by the sea. A mist surrounded the premises, and every plant was covered in dew. It was a good morning with a cold breeze swiftly swaying the trees. I heard a bell ring and turned around. I looked but there was nothing to make the sound. I continued walking when I looked upon the ocean. A black and red ship was near the dock with a mermaid on the front. I stopped and walked toward it, believing it to be a mysterious ghost ship. There was a gold writing on the side, “Blackbeard.” It was a beautiful ship until three men came down from the ship. They looked at me and the next thing I know, I’m hanging upside down, tied to a long wooden stick. A shadowy figure came out of the door labeled, “Captain.” He wore pirate looking clothing and had a peg for a leg. He spoke in an accent I didn’t recognize but might be considered as a pirate accent. “What might ye want from us pirates? Me ship was just dockin here but ye come along and ruin our plan. What might ye say about that?” I stuttered, confused on what he was talking about. He spoke again which startled me, “No worries! We might just let you go and steal ye stuff. As pirates, it our dutie to steal and bargain. We must fulfill our pirate quest, starting now!” The pirate rummaged through my backpack and stopped. He pulled out my toothbrush from my bag and looked at me like I’d grown a third leg. “What is this? Is this a fine treasure ye happen to have?” I finally had the courage to speak and speak I did. “I-it is a toothbrush…. You know….to clean your teeth.” Everyone on the ship gasped, one let out a shrill shriek. “Ye-Ye clean your teeth?! That’s despicable. I, Captain Jones, believe it to be despicable to clean ye teeth. Pirates don’t care for teeth. That’s why we have scurvy.” Everyone smiled, showing a lost tooth or more. “Untie him and make him……….” I waited in anticipation. I hoped for it not to end because of a stinking toothbrush. “Make him wear a spare of clothes. We will make ye a real pirate.” I sighed in relief. At least I wasn’t going to be lost at sea. I was trying to run away from town. Being a pirate will do great for me since I’m just trying to get out of here. Two pirates untied me and threw me in a room. A pare of supposedly clean clothes was on the floor. I put it on and looked in the cracked mirror. I looked magnificent, like a real pirate! I decided to try and be the greatest pirate of all history. Captain Jones came into the room and spoke, “Hey matey! Welcome to the Pirate Clan. Ye don’t mind that I threw ye stuff overboard?” “Yea! I don’t mind at all.” We walked out to have a drink and I thought of the journey up ahead the seas.
