Pirates Raid Book Report

Pirates Raid

It was a time period of disasters, where everyone lived in despair and gloom. Crowds of people filled the ships like bees swarming into their hideaways. Everyone, including myself, had hoped to escape from this terror filled land that consists of unfair laws for the impoverished people. All of us were concealed away in order for British soldiers not to discover us. If they acquired us, we will be prosecuted. Lights began to emerge near the docks. People had fear in their eyes again, and we all crouched down to the ship's floor. I could smell the exhausted ship's wood and the green mold that draped the vessel. A British soldier appeared and started to question the captain, who was helping the merchants bypass the

The whole deck exhaled a breath of relief as they departed from the treacherous land.

After 2 hours of journey, a man furiously raised up from the abnormal seating on the vessel and hollered "We are free everyone, officially this vessel is out of British waters!" At that unforeseen moment a gunshot was launched into the atmosphere. There was chaos high and low like hippopotamuses running. On board, the crowds began to gather in the corners of the vessel for defense. I simply sunk beneath the side railing trying to process the situation. There were deafening sounds across each ends of the vessel and intense voices coming from a masculine perspective. I perceived that the mammoth like figures were looting pirates. There were numerous accounts of pirates raiding ships across the Cemetery Ocean. Since I was a child, myths began to emerge about these wild figures and their death penalties. Promptly, I glimpsed around myself to see if I could locate objects for defense. Throughout the chaotic field, my attention was focused towards a navy bag. I crawled my way through the labyrinth of people and got hold of it. It contained a highly valuable object that impoverished merchants like myself, could not

I tumbled onto the wood floor and perched with grief and discomfort. There was no possible way of thinking what the pirate gang will do to me and there is no escape from this torture. I thought to myself, “What will I do?” Then I grasped my palm and attained the sterling object, it had a wide crank to the side of the object like it carried a secret. I tested many ways of opening the object, but there were no possible solutions, I simply had to abandon the task. I skimmed the square room for any significant items that will allow me to access the secrets inside the object, I commenced to inspect the floor for any sufficient tools. Crawling and moving slowly assisted to find the absolute appliance, a thick needle. The needle burrowed inside the object and hoisted the top layer of the object up. Inside, it contained a golden coin with ridged ends. It was enhanced with jewelry. Finally I knew why they raided the vessel! They came for this particular object and it was in my possession. I was sweating furiously, there was danger in every corner. I gazed up at the iron bars, and there stood a pirate with a deep grin. He just stood there motionless. My fears began to spur up and I was