Diaster writing

Plane Crash

It was 1971, I had just hoped onto the gigantic plane that was waiting to take off into the clear blue sky. I heaved my gear into the little cupboard above my head, making sure it was secure so that it doesn’t come flying out. I glanced up looking for my seat as I strolled down the little isle I found my number. I let out a big sigh as I sat down onto the comfy seat. I stared out into the sky it began to smaller and smaller as I soon drifted into a long snooze. I woke up to a big bang that startled everyone, the plane started to shake and rattle. The plane suddenly went down my stomach was turning I let out a big gasp as it kept drifting down and down. My face started to get pale like I was a living zombie. I began to question myself Am I going to die? What if i’m the only survivor? my thoughts got interrupted by the amount of screaming at crying that was happening around me! I called out to the people how was controlling the plane (The pilots)  “Help us!”  I screamed frantically “ We can’t the plane has lost control we are going to have to get you guys to jump off the plane!” I was horrified I never thought I would have to do this. I ripped open the window (Which was connected to the wall) The impact of the wind made me stumble back, my black shiny hair was blowing in my face making me not be able to see that well. I glimpsed at the land below us and we were not that far from hitting the water. I took one last look at everyone and dived off the plane into the glistening clear water. “Splash” I crashed into the deep water. My arms flapped around as I gasped for air

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