In Flight Movie
According to professionals, you're more likely to crash in a car, than in a plane. That's a bunch of crap....right? I, found this to be wrong. I'm Josh, and this is is the story of how I survived a date with the devil....
I got on the plane, my bags checked of and in storage now. I waved goodbye to my car, and to my on existent family. I sat in my seat, in a section for people of the higher class. I was boarding a Boeing 747, a really big plane. I was a bit scared, they said it was a major crash victim, which I tried hard NOT to believe. When the pilot came over the intercom, of course, he told us to buckle our seat belts, and turn off any electrical devices we had. A few minutes later, he said that we should prepare for takeoff, and we did. Our destination was Tokyo, Japan, from Atlanta, Georgia. This would be over a twenty-four hour flight, we all knew that. We would only stop in two airports to fuel up, and they were halfway across the country. That is, if we made it that far. I looked at my watch, it was 12:00 in the afternoon. We were nearing our second fuel up airport. It had been a day, no problems yet. UNTIL...It was 12:47, we were above North Dakota, and out fueling station was in Washington state. There was a red light that told us to buckle our seat belts. I thought why, and I was soon to figure out. I looked outside, and notice one of our engines was flexing, not because of turbulence either. Soon, that engine fell off, and hit the back cabin, knocking our tail off. I could feel the gush of wind, so cold, it felt like you were in space, without a space suit. It threatened to pull me with it, and a the other few that were in the back. Debris and cabin mates, not to mention the people in the higher class cabin(higher than mine), were either dead, or going to be from the fall. I prayed to the lord almighty, and I would soon learn that he answered my prayers. We were descending, the pilot trying hard to keep the plane steady. Then, an engine from the left wing fell off, and jammed itself into the higher level, right above me. The excess weight, would surely bring us down. I saw the most horrific thing then. People that sat in the seats right below where the engine lay, were sucked into it, like a vacuum cleaner, and killed instantly. I cried, one of those people was a friend I had just made. It was then, that the pilot lost control. We fell at an alarming rate, and it looked like this was the end. The plane sped towards the ground, and we all knew what came next...or did we? The plane, what seemed like magic, leveled. We learned that the pilot had managed to level it, because of the balance when the second engine fell off. We crash landed an hour later, more surviving than dead. I thanked the lord, and got on a neighboring airport, safely making it to Japan.
For those who want to know, my name isn't Josh, it isBzzzt!
According to professionals, you're more likely to crash in a car, than in a plane. That's a bunch of crap....right? I, found this to be wrong. I'm Josh, and this is is the story of how I survived a date with the devil....
I got on the plane, my bags checked of and in storage now. I waved goodbye to my car, and to my on existent family. I sat in my seat, in a section for people of the higher class. I was boarding a Boeing 747, a really big plane. I was a bit scared, they said it was a major crash victim, which I tried hard NOT to believe. When the pilot came over the intercom, of course, he told us to buckle our seat belts, and turn off any electrical devices we had. A few minutes later, he said that we should prepare for takeoff, and we did. Our destination was Tokyo, Japan, from Atlanta, Georgia. This would be over a twenty-four hour flight, we all knew that. We would only stop in two airports to fuel up, and they were halfway across the country. That is, if we made it that far. I looked at my watch, it was 12:00 in the afternoon. We were nearing our second fuel up airport. It had been a day, no problems yet. UNTIL...It was 12:47, we were above North Dakota, and out fueling station was in Washington state. There was a red light that told us to buckle our seat belts. I thought why, and I was soon to figure out. I looked outside, and notice one of our engines was flexing, not because of turbulence either. Soon, that engine fell off, and hit the back cabin, knocking our tail off. I could feel the gush of wind, so cold, it felt like you were in space, without a space suit. It threatened to pull me with it, and a the other few that were in the back. Debris and cabin mates, not to mention the people in the higher class cabin(higher than mine), were either dead, or going to be from the fall. I prayed to the lord almighty, and I would soon learn that he answered my prayers. We were descending, the pilot trying hard to keep the plane steady. Then, an engine from the left wing fell off, and jammed itself into the higher level, right above me. The excess weight, would surely bring us down. I saw the most horrific thing then. People that sat in the seats right below where the engine lay, were sucked into it, like a vacuum cleaner, and killed instantly. I cried, one of those people was a friend I had just made. It was then, that the pilot lost control. We fell at an alarming rate, and it looked like this was the end. The plane sped towards the ground, and we all knew what came next...or did we? The plane, what seemed like magic, leveled. We learned that the pilot had managed to level it, because of the balance when the second engine fell off. We crash landed an hour later, more surviving than dead. I thanked the lord, and got on a neighboring airport, safely making it to Japan.
For those who want to know, my name isn't Josh, it isBzzzt!
