Monday, May 28, 2012

Turbulence, May 27, 2012


I was jolted awake.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, if you could please return to your seats, we are experiencing some turbulence.”
The lady next to me was panting, clutching the armrest, and fumbling with her seatbelt. “Everything will be fine. Just a little turbulence—” We dropped like a rock. The woman’s seatbelt snapped. She slammed into the ceiling.
The breath was driven from my body. Gasping, I scrambled for the yellow mask hang from the ceiling.
There was a violent jerk and the front of the plane was gone. The rushing wind was the only thing that could be heard. 

5 comments:

  1. I'm never going to fly again... :)

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  2. Haha Thank you for that! As I prepare to fly later today. ;) hehe And this is superbly written!! Very well done..

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  3. Nicely done! That's some nasty turbulence!

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  4. I don't think this is going to end well...

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