CHAPTER 15
Bound to PiracyThe Pirate Galleon came into view, with the Jolly Roger flying high. I wanted to be saved and it really did not matter now to me if I was saved by pirates of the Spanish Main or by the Pirates of the Caribbean. I wanted to drink water and eat food. I was hungry and thirsty. I was surrounded by water, but not a drop of salt water which could quench my thirst. Was this pirate ship just another mirage? It could be.
I do not know for how long I was floating on the sea and I do not even remember how I got there. I was drifting like drift wood on this open sea with no end in sight to my hunger and pain. My skin was brown and burned in the strong sunshine, which shone down mercilessly on me like a cruel torturer.
I remember the mirage I had a few days ago as the last
