“ Flight 192 from LA to Arkansa is now boarding.” When I heard the announcement I stood up and gathered my belongings. I don’t have much, only a small leather briefcase and a black rolling suitcase. As I looked around at my gate I realized it was a small flight, maybe 25 to 30 people. I gave the lady my ticket to scan, then walked through the tunnel and onto my plane. I sat in my assigned seat, B10, and saw there was no one sitting beside me. Which is my preference because I’m able to stretch out. I love traveling, being able to see the world and all the different places is my favorite thing. Although, I don’t like doing it without my family. I am 25 years old, and have a little girl named Farrah. Her and my husband are both at home in Arkansa, …show more content…
I look out my window to see nothing but white. Snow was coming down by the second and I knew it was going to cause a problem. The pilot came over the intercom and said that his navigation system went out and all connections to the airport were gone. I feel the plane bounce down, and in my head I know that we are going down. As the plane is swirling down toward the ground, I hear people screaming and babies crying. I hold onto my seat and just pray we hit the ground and everyone is safe. My stomach is flipping every which way, my eyes are clenched shut, and my hands have a death grip on my arm rests. When we finally hit the ground I heard nothing, felt nothing, and everything went …show more content…
The plane had fallen to pieces, and people were everywhere. I rose to my feet to find that I was standing in about five inches of snow. My neck was aching and I felt sweat dripping down my face. Which was weird to me because I was more cold than hot. When I touched it to wipe off what I thought was sweat, I came to realize it was vibrant red blood. I reached up and felt a huge gash on my forehead right above my left eyebrow that was profusely bleeding. I looked down and tore off the bottom of my shirt and tied it around my head to stop the bleeding. I looked down and tore off the bottom of my shirt and tied it around my head to stop the bleeding. I continued my path to look for other passengers to see if they were okay. As I went to each person, I helped them up and asked questions about themselves to see if they remembered everything. When everyone was on their feet, we got together to discuss a plan. I asked the pilot if he had any idea where we were at the time. He said they lost all connections about 10 miles ago. I told them I would leave and wander around for a little bit to be familiar with our surroundings. I left the group and walked about 30 paces to the left and saw nothing but snow covered pine trees. I saw a few deer and squirrels but nothing more. So I continued to keep walking. At this point the group was out of sight and it was just me, and the emptiness that surrounded me. In the distance I saw a
“I was putting my children to bed when suddenly my whole house began to shake violently. As I looked out the window, I saw the fire and objects had been blown up into the sky. Then, the puff of smoke from the explosion rolled up into the air and the ash started to cover the houses of the city.” What was your thought at that moment? “I was not sure what had happened, but I was very scared and did not know what to do or where to go.
The sky is covered in a black blanket with shiny holes in it. It is 4 in the morning. I flop out of bed and waddle outside and into the car. There are two chairs for three people. I have a bed to sleep on while my dad drives and my mom sits on the other chair.
As all this was happening, It was like I could see myself. I looked down at my face and tears were streaming, I was trying to move my arms and legs, but they were not moving. I had stopped
This is terrible! I have just been told that hurricane Tera is gonna strike in 30 minutes. I am very scared I do not know what to do! My first plan is to get water and food out of my house. I put all the food in my truck and went in the house to get some more stuff.
As were turning around all I could see was my life flash before my eyes. I thought I was dead at that moment. But then I realized I was still breathing. I wasn’t dead, but somebody else was. It was hard to
I was never interested in tractors until I went to Louisiana last summer. Going to Louisiana was one of the best things that has ever happened to me during my life. Going to Louisiana was so awesome being able to watch and drive enormous diesel tractors and watch my uncle cut rice with a combine(which is a machine that is used to cut rice on a farm. It helped me learn about rice and the machines that farmers use to cut rice. I got to see where the rice is stored after it is cut, my uncle dries out the rice to get all the moisture out before they sell it and take the rice out of the rice bins.
It was an early December morning. The roads were slick with a thin layer of ice. The air was crisp with a winter chill and there was a slight drizzle falling from the sky. I was riding in my dad’s truck to my grandma’s, who babysat me while my parents were at work. My little brother Kaden was also with us.
I was following the routine. I reported for work at the La Guardia airport in New York City. I did he standard preflight inspection: "weight and balance figures; the amount of fuel needed to get to Charlotte, North Carolina; the takeoff, climbing, and cruising speeds" My first officer, Jeffery Skiles, was at the controls. We trade off; it was his turn to be in command.
I felt like I was plummeting to my death as the wind whipped all around me. For a brief moment, my body was vertical to the ground and I felt as if we were going to flip into a forward roll. Just at that moment, the cables snapped tight and we went swinging like a pendulum. My eyes were sealed shut. I continued screaming as we swung back and forth several times.
It was all a blur. Next thing I know I feel a sharp pain in my arm. I collapse and land head first. My breathing became hard and heavy. My eyes felt like they couldn’t stay up on their own.
As I am sitting in the window seat on the left row of the Delta Airlines plane headed across the Pacific Ocean, my heart descends to my stomach as I feel the plane rock. Screams come over the intercom and I do not think my heart can handle much more before it dives right out of my chest. “Please fasten your seatbelt and prepare for an unexpected landing!” the flight attendant panickedly screamed. My eyes shoot towards the other passengers on the plane hoping for everything to stay as calm as possible.
The day was just after my brother’s birthday and we had just finished celebrating his birthday. My brother was more surprised, however, by the amount of snow that covered the yards outside. We both awoke to a sight much more impressive than that of December, a white landscape obscuring everything laying on the ground, including the cars. My brother and I changed faster than firemen getting ready for a rescue, as we ran outside to see the fascinating snow that surrounded our neighborhood.
I decided to travel alone back to Richardson by myself. It seemed like an easy plan just bring your ticket, put away your luggage, and sleep through the flight. But traveling can never be that easy. There were these people pushing around in different directions like a riot and through this hectic time I spent most of my time thinking. And the more I thought the lonelier I felt.
It stopped and hovered only six feet from the ground. Stairs appeared to emerge from the UFO and a family of aliens began their descent to the beach. I stood there in awe, unable to move. They got their bearings and then made their way over to where I stood. They seemed nice enough, so when they began talking to me, I replied with kindness.
I immediately get up and start running for the helicopter. I knew it wasn’t over until the helicopter hits the ground. I was wondering how quickly it was going to land or if it was just going to circle above me, mocking me and let me die on the final day. The bull was closing in on me, I was panting so hard I couldn’t even see.