Thursday, 1 March 2018


As we slowly flew in the air. Are brown plane was crashing. At the begging we got in by climbing  the humongous ladder fearing to fall off. When I was younger I dreamed of being a famous pilot. I watched as my goldfish soured majestically thought the water thinking of planes. But I was not just a pilot I was a skydiver I dropped thought the air. But now the plane will crash we where losing altitude by the second 9876ft,8496ft,7481ft. My heart was pounding out of my chest  my co pilot was passed out passengers where screaming then it all came to an end…

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