SWAMP PIRATES
"Thats it" stammered Wilbur "I am all done with Cinthia!".He walked along the beach toward the swamp.The night was beautiful out,lucky for him.The moon was full as night was closing in.He decides to explore the swamp tonight and is nearing the path through it. The fog was rising up around his feet and ivy seemed to walk over the wide dirt path lucky he had the moon to light his way.Deeper and deeper Wilbur headed in.It seemed like a mile into this nomans part of the island where no one but a few dared to go.The swamp was located on the west side of the island and with all the bogs and quicksand it wasn`t much good for building.Wilbur knew all the creatures so he was scared.Some earlier explorer`s did lay down planks to walk across the wet parts as the tall grass could hide any dangers. Deeper he went like he was running away from Cinthia.It was a boyish kind of self-healing to get away,as far away as he could from her."Maybe I would be lucky and be killed" he thought or better yet "maybe she will find me drowned!"."Maybe i`ll be kidnapped and forced into service on a pirateship"he also thought.Many self pity thought`s foolishly ran through his mind as PRISONERS of LOVE minds often work. All of a sudden the moon went behind a cloud and everything was dark.Wilbur had to really go slow and rely on his judgement and depend on the light from the stars.Strange noises always came from this swamp sometimes horrifying as if the very dead from the boats haunted the island.Every week their had been shipwrecks as long as any one could remember.Wilburs dog Banjo was a survivor of a boat disaster.Banjo was an English Labrador.The very reason English Labs were taken on ships was because they were strong swimmers.They were used to carry ropes in there mouths in case of sinking.They could swim back and forth with the ropes to help the situations. Every week bodies would wash up on the island or the coastline from shipwrecks.They were getting less frequent since the lighthouses were being built up around the New England shorelines though.If one added all the shipwrecks from the beggining of the rush to America the number would be close to twenty thousand as far as actual documentation was concerned. Even lighthouses though could not totally prevent a ship from crashing on the rocks.Steering problems,Sail problems,Anchor problems or the sheer velocity of an angry Sea could drive a ship into the rocks unexpectedly.A nor`easter could kick a seventy foot freak wave in at any time though rare it has happened many a times with boats completley disapearing forever.A violent riptide could tear ones boat apart. Wilbur wasn`t afraid of ghost.So he told himself long ago."I`m not afraid of no ghost"he thought as he heard weird sounds.Just then the moon was reappearing lighting the way.Wilbur felt better the further in he ran from Cinthia in his mind."Bang bang boom"he heard and just about jumped a mile as he stirred up a wild cat whom came flying out of the woods toward him,brushing him on the legs on its way past him. "Thats it"Wilbur thought"enough of this i`m resting here,maybe i`ll stay here for day`s until Cinthia worries about me"he thought!. the Battle began
Wilbur was awaken from his nap to a worse night-mare.Witnessing a green lit cloud 500 feet from him of Men in boat garb fighting to their death.There was screaming and yelling as these ghost pirates were fighting the fight of all time.Stabbing ,shooting,swords swinging blood flying.All the sounds of a real fight going on in front of Wilbur.These men were certainly doomed to fight for all of time and the reality was more horrifying then the finding of drowned bodies on the shores to Wilbur.More horrifying then grabbing a childs hand from the rescue boat only for it to tear loose from his hands and watching the poor soul disappear under the stormy sea`s.This certainly made Wilbur afraid of ghost.Some of the pirates caught Wilbur staring and would cut toward him to drag him in.Only they would be cut down and sometimes cut in two to Wilburs amazement and horror! Would Wilbur be dragged into this eternal fight,what had he done to bring the wrath of ghosts upon him.Had he entered sacred territory.Now wasn`t the time to look for answers he knew. Wilbur fell to the earth not beleiving what he was seeing.The shouting and crying of dying men alone was blood-curling and enough to give Wilbur a heart attack right then and there. Wilbur slunk down on the path crawling as fast as he could hoping they wouldnt see him try to get away.Just then a knife went sailing by his head.Wilbur jumped up and ran as fast as he could only looking back to see the Green Cloud lift the pirates up in the air.The hard part for Wilbur to understand was that the fighting continued as they were floating. He ran and ran tripping on branches running through briarwood almost twisting his ankles.Wilbur ran all the way out of the swamp right to the beach where he started and promptly collasped. It was morning when old Scoobert found Wilbur on the beach. "Where in blazes hast young Wilber been to!"said Scoobert.Wilbur waking up startled was just happy to be alive."Help me Scoobert"Wilbur started to rattle on about the scary events. "Wait a sec young man,now i`ve figured it out"Scoobert went on to say"So`s you spent the night in the swamp did you Wil`""Well we been wondering what to tell you youngin`s about it but if we told you to stay out of there you would only go in"said Scoobert"Bet you dont go back in there anymore now will`st you young Wilbur" "Oh keep it to yourself young Sir"Scoobert went on"What you did witness was true and it does conflict with what yer father preaches about life and death!""You know the bible preaches spirits are evil.Well i would say`s you have ran into the most evil bunch of rascals of all times out in the swamps."said Scoobert. "But this isnt only happening at the swamp young Wil`""Its every where on the high sea`s and i will`t tells you`s more as`t time deemeth fit or until yer curiosity does badgereth me into so""now run along yer family is`t worried so abouts you young `Sir, now beat it fer i haveta give you`s once swift kicks to git`s you started" Wilbur got up,looked at Scoobert and said"Eh i`llt begone old Scoobert and i do thank you for findin me sir and i will`t be questioning you more if`in you do not mind sire at a later time""yer right i must be worrying my mother to death"said Wilbur and ran home toward the Church rectory where he lived. He ran right past Cinthia`s house only to find her out taking clothes off the line and with a quick"hello fair Cinthia"he said and smiled as he proceeded to his house.Much to Cinthia`s delight young Wilbur looked as if he didn`t bear a grudge from her rebuff last night.She continued her chores and wondered where Wilbur hurriedly was coming from and going to! "Perhaps she better check it out"she thought.After breakfast she would go around town asking her friends what was up with Wilbur like a curious girl would do.But Cinthia first had a very nice chore to do.She was asked to sew another star on the American flag as one more state was just added.Then on to check out what Wilburs hurry was about.
