I guess you could say I've always liked pirates. When I was little, I was a pirate for Halloween for four years straight. No lie. As I got older, I grew apart from my pirate obsession. I am right now at the perfect age of 10. I know I was just explaining how I liked pirates when I was little and you are probably thinking, "You are still little. WTF is this kid talking about."
Let me clarify, I fell into my favorite fairytale book. I was reading it one day and then boom! I fell in!
"Who the hell are you?" A boy my age asked as I looked around and noticed that I was sitting on the floor of his bedroom. "I should be asking you the same question! How did I get here?" I asked as I stood up and wiped myself off.
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"I don't bloody know! You just appeared in a gust of smoke and here you are on my father's ship! If he finds you he will kill you!" The boy explained as I looked around for my storybook. "What did you do with my book!?" I yelled as he ran over to me and pushed his hand over my mouth. "Be quiet! If you wake up my little brother I will take your head!" He said as I nodded and then he removed his hand from my mouth.
"If you put your hand over my mouth like that again I will take your hand off," I said as he smiled at me. "What's your name?" He asked as I looked outside his window and saw that we were in fact on a ship. A PIRATE SHIP!!
"(Y/N). What's yours?" "Killian. That sleeping baby over there is my brother Liam. My father is Captain Jones," He said as I nodded, and then the ship stopped moving. "Hide! I don't want my father to find you!" Killian said as I nodded and quickly hid under his bed.
I didn't hear what was being said. Everyone was pretty muffled but what I did hear was that Killian's father sold his sons into slavery so that he could escape getting arrested. He was no Captain.
I stayed hidden under that bed until I was certain that they were all gone. Once I made it out and off of that ship, I ran far away and I kept running until I ran into the arms of a gorgeous woman.
"Oop! Hello, who might you be running from?" She asked softly as I smiled up at her. "A dangerous man, I think he took my friend," I cried out as she held me. "It's alright. You are safe now, my dear. Can you tell me your name?"
"No, my mommy told me not to tell strangers my name," I said with a straight face as I crossed my arms. "Well, my name is Queen Eva. I have a daughter about your age," She said as I uncrossed my arms. "What's her name?" I asked as she smiled and offered a hand to me. "Snow. Snow White," She said as I smiled and then took her hand.
Queen Eva took me in and raised me along with her daughter. We grew up as sisters. When Queen Eva died, we were devastated. I comforted Snow but I knew she would never recover. King Leopold fell in love with another woman. Regina.
Regina didn't like Snow or me. And she wasn't afraid to show it after the king died. Snow White ran away. I didn't. For some reason, I stayed and endured the pain that Regina inflicted. Eventually, I heard the news that Snow fell in love and was about to have a baby. I was so happy for her.
