I’m not sure if the date is right. I’ve been trying to keep track of the days I’ve been here. About two years ago my family and I went out sailing for two days. Unfortunately the wind started blowing op. We tried to sail back to mainland but it was too late. The boat crashed into some big rocks, and we couldn’t swim away because of the undercurrent and the giant waves. Out there on the big open sea I saw a ship. I screamed so loud I could, and luckily they heard me. If I just had known whom these men were I would never had made a sound.
I looked around me, but suddenly I couldn’t see my family. I tried yelling their names, but no one answered. An intense panic filled my body, and I couldn’t breath. Where were they? The ship came closer and now I could see their flag. They were pirates.
They dragged me out of the water and locked me in together with other captives. I screamed that they needed to find my family but the old man with the big beard, who were responsible for the captives, look at me and said “ Stop crying honey they are already dead”.
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