Journal one \ week 13

James the Pirate
Ding Dong the door bell sang! As the door opened James and his sister Addie cried,” trick or treat!” James was eight and his sister was five. The night was Halloween and the world was full of possibilities. James was dressed as a pirate and Addie was a fairy. James was tall for an eight year old and he loved pirates all kinds of pirates and today he was Jack Sparrow! It made James a little sad that it was only a fantasy.
The thing about Halloween is that it is a special day of year and sometimes just sometimes little boys and girls, if they wish especially hard then maybe, just maybe the wish comes true….
That night James retujavascript:void(0)rned to his room a pillow case full of Booty. As he got dressed in his striped pajamas he looked around his room decorated like a pirate’s cove. The bed was built into a pirates ship complete with mast and rob that could be climbed and wasn’t just for looking at. The lamp which his mother had made for him was a palm tree. The wall was painted with a scene of another ship in the distance and James who had a roll top desk (because all captains need a desk) that had been picked up a garage sale, along with a high back chair. James prize possession was a real hand scope that his father had bought him for his eighth birthday.
Climbing into bed James wished especially hard that he could see a real pirate and be at sea…

After a time James awoke to the sound of the sea and waves crashing around him; He could feel the sun beating on his legs and He sat on the wreckage of a ship. As he looked behind him he could see his room fading from view. The only exception was the telescope which had a note that read.
James-
Simply look through me and say the words. “home, home is where I wanna be home is the place for me!”

Looking around James saw the saw the in the distance was not actually heading away from him but heading his direction…