A Love of Pirates is Born

Once upon a time there was a girl named- well, it's not important what her name was. We'll just call her Ignoramous, since that's what she was. One night her brother- we'll call him Awesome, since he enlightened her- he brought home a movie for the family to watch together. "It's really good." He said. The film was called Pirates of the Caribbean. As Ignoramous sat in the dark, she watched a staggering pirate talk his way out of everything, get his own way, and in general, be hilarious. She could barely understand his zany talk and she loved the way he confused everyone he need to confuse. Jack wanted his ship, and Ignoramous found herself wishing Jack could get his ship- she was sympathizing a character she had only known for an hour and a half. When Jack got stabbed, she gasped in horror, and said, "No way!" She swore to hate this movie if Jack died. Luckily, Jack didn't die, and Ignoramous watched it over and over again. She learned the name of this kooky pirate- Johnny Depp. From that day on, she devoured every picture, every movie, every word about Johnny/Jack. Ignoramous became Obsessed. This guy was funny, talented, serious, hardworking, relaxed about life and just plain cool. He wasn't her idol, never would be, but he was inspiration. With every incarnation of a crazy character, she related to him more than any other actor- his roles meant something, they said something. So she took from him a little bit of craziness, and a lot of inspiration to live life to the fullest and just have fun sometimes.