People Holding me Captive (The Pirates)
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Prisoners: Me and Oscar
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I am narrating this story since I want to share with my readers how I ended up being kidnapped by a group of pirates, while I was vacationing with my family on a beautiful island called Katalina near South America, and how this experience changed my life. My family had saved for this trip for three years. Once we arrived, we were extremely exited to enjoy the water sports and the eco tours offered by our newly renovated hotel. Our cabana was decorated with exotic flowers and the décor matched its colors. My room was a beautiful cabana that had an amazing view to the ocean. We ate all what we could eat from the bountiful seafood buffet. After dinner our parents allowed my sister and I to go dancing at the hotel club where they were playing reggae music. I met a cute boy named Oscar, who seemed well mannered. After a while, Oscar asked me to accompany him for a night walk. I immediately agreed since it was hot inside the club. Since I was mesmerized by Oscar, I did not notice we were far away from everything and everybody. Suddenly, I saw a group of men walking towards us. I took Oscar’s hand and he grabbed me by my waist. I naively thought he was going to protect me, but I was so wrong. Oscar actually handed me over to the group of men. I began to scream and kick, but I can not remember what happened next. Later I found out that they had covered my mouth with some ether which made me pass out. When I woke up, my arms and legs where tied. I asked what their reason to hold me captive was, but they decided to cover my mouth with duck tape. I was left alone in a small room with only a tiny window. The swaying of the boat made me nauseous. I do not know how much time had passed, was in when suddenly a young man dressed as a pirate opened the door. I had never been so scared in my life. I quickly realized it was Oscar. “Was he a pirate? Was this a joke? What in the world was happening to me? He instructed me not to scream and in return he was going to take the duck tape from my mouth. I followed his instructions and did not talk unless I was spoken to. “You have something me and my friends want and you best give it back”. I sincerely did not know what he was talking about. I asked him permission to talk and he gave me the ok with a grunt. I tried to explain to him that I was a tourist who had just arrived on the island for a family vacation. To my surprise, Oscar gave me water. I felt better afterwards but still nauseous and very scared. “Please let me go. I have nothing that you can possibly have,” I said. Oscar became angry and yelled: “you are lying!” He explained that he was not a bad person that his parents had died when he was a boy and he was adopted by his uncle who had become a pirate and had dragged him into his line of work. If he did not get the precious gem back, he too was going to suffer the pirate’s fate, death by being thrown from the pirate’s boat. I was stunned to hear about a precious gem. How in the world was I or my family going to have it; we were not even rich. Oscar told me that in the cabana assigned to my family, they had hidden a gem when they had robbed a cruise ship where it was exhibited. The pirates went to Katalina Island to hide from international police. They pretended to be on vacation on the same hotel and cabana. When they heard the police was going to search the hotel, they hid the gem and fled. When Oscar left the room where I was held captive, I cried myself to sleep. It was an impossible situation. Not only was I in danger, but my family as well. I was miserable for the couple of days. I did not know how many days I was held captive; I just knew that it felt like forever. I was lucky I was nauseous since I did not feel hungry. I was only given water once a day and a piece of stale bread. They forced me to clean the main deck daily. This was the only time I felt fresh air and saw the sunlight. I quickly realized I had to become one of them. I had always liked to wear nice clothes and look nice; moreover, my nails and hair where always taken care of and now I found myself wearing grungy clothes and walking barefooted. This experience made me swallow my pride. I smelled horribly and worst of all, my hair was a mess. To be honest, I never took a real shower while on the boat. Little by little, Oscar came to the room where I was whenever he could. I began to realize that Oscar was not as bad as the rest of them; actually, he was a victim just as I was. Finally, one afternoon, Oscar said: “please forgive me”, “if we work together maybe we can both came out of this alive”. Oscar asked me to follow his lead and to trust him. Even though I was angry at him, I had no other choice but to trust him. Suddenly I hear him scream: “we’re finally going to be rich!” The meanest pirate, Oscar’s uncle, came storming into the room and demanded to know how. Oscar told him I had found the gem inside the cabana and had buried it in the sand. My heart raced since I had no idea what Oscar was talking about. A couple of seconds later, the boat changed course. Oscar snuck inside my room and told me his plan. As soon as we arrive at Katalina Island, Oscar and his uncle changed clothes. They looked well groomed and dressed. Oscar and his uncle went to the supposed place where the gem was hidden. They had to go inside the hotel grounds. Without a suspicion, Oscar’s uncle followed him into a trap. Oscar turned his uncle to the authorities. The police rescued me with Oscar’s help. The gem was given back to its rightful owner and we all got a hefty reward. My family was so grateful to Oscar that offered him to live with us. Oscar was actually a good man who was forced to do wrong. After Oscar graduated from college as a lawyer, he proposed. We are still married and have two small children. They love to hear the pirate story of how we got to know each other. This experienced touched me in such a way, I feel I am not only different, but a better person. I have to admit, I was a brat. I wanted things my way and I thought I was always right. I learned to be more humble and to be a better judge of character. Most importantly, I learned that even bad things do happen for a reason, and one just has to learn the lesson to make it worthwhile
The End
