week14# 100wc

There it was. It had been sleeping on rocks for many years. Forgotten. An old  broken, rusty boat. My husband ,who wanted to be a sailor, sadly died in the boat when he was going to sea. I stood in front of it staring blankly remembering all the good times i had with John. When suddenly a soul came out the boat. It looked like a terrifying  pirate. Without saying anything he grabbed me and took me to a dungeon. All that went through my  mind was what would he  do to me? What would he  do to me?

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