Creative Writing: Across the Sea

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We walked down into the bustling docks, stinking of long dead fish and seaweed. We walked past the decreped old fishing boats and their owners, all with rotting wooden lobster pots and old rope nets. The huge ship was moared in the harbour, its ancient gangplank rested lightly on the hole filled pier. Mr Cheese, our navigator, stood at the top polishing his peg leg, while Meet-Hook stood behind working on yet another wax painting. Otis and Carla ran up the gangplank and began to load the crates of sugar and cotten from the plantations into the hold. While I, our captain, Guybrush Threepwood, mighty pirate and fearless leader walked upto the bridge and serveyed the sea around. The Caribbean sea shone crystal clear in the bright rays of the Sun. I could see the glorious coral and all it's colourful inhabitants the turtles, the fish and the sharks allswimming around gracefully going about their buisness. Fish eating coral, bigger fish eating smaller fish and sharks genrally eating everything and everyone that got in their way. I could see and smell the reeking slave ship coming slowly over the horizon from the continent of Africa illegally smuggling more slaves for the greedy plantation ownwers. We lukily were only employed to carry cargo, no people. We were taking the sugar and cotton to the English port town of Liverpool, where it would be sold and taken across the country. "Time to sale Mr Cheese," I called from the bridge. "Aye, aye Sir," replied Mr Cheese. He walked over, his footsteps really were very comical, I could hear Otis and Carla sniggering from the hold, Thud, Clunk, Thud Clunk went his feet. He took hold of the weel and Meet-Hook raised the sails with his great strength. Mr Cheese slowly turned the weel and steered the ship out of port. "We'll have to pay for that when we get back!" yelled Otis as Mr Cheese crashed the boat through pier behind us. "Oops!" he yelled. We eventually got out of the port after much crashing and bashing into

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