"Drink up me hearties yo ho!" Jack sang.

"Jack! you bloody pirate!" I laughed. Jack had grown to be my good friend over the few days I had been part of the crew. I could never help but laugh at his shananagins.

"a pirates life for me!" Jack swung in his hammock, rum in hand. I suddenly realized that I hardly knew anything about him.

"Jack?" I asked, "Who were you? before you were a pirate, who is Captian jack sparrow?"

"I don't even think I know....Yo ho yo ho, a pirate's life for me!"

I rolled my eyes. but somehow I understood. So long at sea, you forget about the past. Especially things you regret, but sadly, you often forget other things as well. You forget who you were before the sea called you.

"What about you?" He asked, inturupting my thoughts, "whats your story?"

"I don't even know most of my story. For all I know I may have been the daughter of a king. I may have been important. Or perhaps Ime just a cuttlefish."

"Well, if you ask me. You're a pirate! Princess of the sea! And thats one of the best things possible. A little cuttlefish, roaming the ocean. You can make your story. You don't have to worry about being good enough for people. Free to be a bloody pirate."

"Good, because that's who I am. A good for nothing, bloody, pirate!"