There's a Ghost Woman on the Beach

Hello! So this week our theme is going to be the places we're from. I found out I had a lot more to say than I thought I did and had to cut lots of stuff out of this.

I am from the planet Earth, it is the third planet from the star Sol with a distance of around 149,000,000 km between the two bodies, it has a mass of 5.9 x 10²⁴kg an- nevermind.

I was born in Jordan and we lived there for a little bit. After that we moved to Seoul, Korea and I lived there for about four years. Finally, after Korea I lived in Saudi Arabia for a year until I moved to America. I don't always know how I should talk about where I'm from. I can't be from the places I grew up but I'm supposed to be from the place I only moved to.

I'm on the Cape Cod area of Massachusetts, named after the cod fish, of which there are surprisingly very few. We've got beaches and lighthouses and an oyster festival. When there are strong winds and storms, you can hear the crashing waves on the sand form miles away. The winters are cold, wet and warm all at the same time. The area is full of marshes, dunes and trees, all protected by the National Seashore. Google images of Cape Cod, there are some very nice ones.

We have some ghost stories around here, too. I was told one a long time ago by some women. And it's what I think of when I think of the Cape.

According to the ladies who told me the story one Halloween, there was a man named 'Black' Sam Bellamy, he was in love with a young local girl named Maria Hallett. One day, Sam left to find a way to support her and himself so that they could live a life together, apparently by going to hunt for treasure. Unfortunately, he was unsuccessful in this and turned pirate while out on the seas. His crew called themselves "Robin Hood's Men" and he was rather generous for a pirate, they captured and robbed many ships under Sam gaining great amounts of wealth. Eventually he captured an English Slave ship named the Whydah. It was then that he decided it was time to return with his fortunes to young Maria Hallett.

Unknown to Sam, Maria had been kicked out of town for having his child while being unwed and had taken to living on the shore and watching the seas for his ship to appear on the horizon. As Sam approached the Cape a Nor'easter hit and sunk the Whydah right off the coast, drowning Sam and his crew in April, 1717. Maria never saw Sam return, today her ghost is still walking the shores waiting for her lover to come home to her. I love that story.

That's where I'm living right now, I could tell you stories about the places I lived before I moved to the US, but Cape Cod is where I'm living until I move again so at the moment it's the most relevant.

Finally, I wrote this hastily so my paragraph and sentence structure must be painful to read.
Apologies. Please forgive me.