Zoe and the Pirates
Alana, Age 12, Sherwood Park, AB

The pirates welcomed the newcomers into their town. After many years of friendships between the pirates and the natives, things began going missing. The pirates were blamed and sent away. They were forced to leave their things on the island so the natives could get their stolen items back, but once the bags were looked through it was all pirate things. The natives were sad to know that their friends left the island they had shared. Especially since they were not the thieves at all. All the natives were sad except for one, Jack Green, the old leader.”

“Is that true?” asked Zoe.

“No one knows. Some people think it is why our town is called Pirate Ville. They think it was named in honor of the pirates that the natives sent away. Others think it is just a story. What do you think, Zoe?”

“I think it’s real and I’m going to find the real thieves.” Zoe’s mom hugged her and turned off the lights. Once her mom was out of the room Zoe took out the book and searched for a picture to look at. Zoe couldn’t read so she read by pictures. She found a picture of pirates in a jail cell.  One was sleeping and two were playing marbles. The fourth was staring between two cell bars. Then something weird happened, really weird. The pirates moved.

At first it was just a twitch, but then slowing the twitching got faster and faster and they started talking.

“Arrg, yah piece of scum, what are yah doing standing around? We have to find the thief before three days time or the scummy villagers will have us thrown off the island!!” Zoe was amazed and she dived into the picture. A few seconds later, she was standing beside one of the pirates. Zoe tried to explain how she got there, but the pirates seemed to know about the magic book.

“Show the villagers your bags!! I read in the story that the villagers only find pirate things in your bags!!”

“We would but we can’t talk to them. We know who stole the things.”


“Jack Green. We saw him. We have proof.”

“I can show them. I’ll just open my book, climb out and go into a picture of the police building.”

“Yes, go, go!!” Zoe jumped as high as she could and found herself looking at the pictures in the book again. She flipped through the pages and found a picture of the sheriff looking around the police station. She waited until the picture started moving and then jumped in.

“Hello?” she said softly as she tapped the sheriff on the back. He jumped up in surprise and then steadied himself. He stared at Zoe like she was a different species.

“You have to let the pirates go.” The sheriff stared at her.

“And why would we do that?”

“Check their luggage. It’s all pirate stuff. Wouldn’t the bags of the thief be full of your things?” The sheriff showed Zoe where the bags were and Zoe started sifting through them. A compass, A map, A gold coin, An old bottle, and a hat. The sheriff was astonished. The two of them made their way to the jail and let the pirates out.

The news got out about how the pirates were innocent. Once everyone had heard the truth, they started to search for Jack Gre…

Zoe woke up. She checked the time. It was 7:30, time to start walking to school. She sat up, grabbed her hoodie and an apple, slung her book bag over her shoulder, and skipped out the door.

As she walked to school she wondered if the dream she had really happened. The town’s name was Pirate Ville, and the old sheriff was in one of her history books. Then her questions were answered. She saw the top of a strange looking hat popping up over the bushes. Then the person wearing the hat stepped out from behind the shrubs. Then she knew what kind of hat it was. A pirate hat.

“What are yah starin' at yah piece uh scum?”

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