My First Narrative

Pirate Island

Once we were all living in huts on a sandy Island. One morning we all woke up and saw this ship coming towards us firing cannons.  It was pirates. They jumped off the ship and they charged towards us with their guns and swords. We ran and ran, hiding amongst the trees, as we went. Finally we lost them so we started collecting wood. We built a raft and sailed away just as they made their way to the shore. They began firing at us but we made it safely to another island and lived happily ever after.