Preface

“Okay honey, it’s your first time on a plane!” my mother cooed me. I was five then so I didn’t hate it entirely. “I’m ready Mommy!” I said. We sat in section… 1A and 1B.
My mother was overly excited for the both of us because it was also her first time on a plane.
After takeoff, my mother spotted San Diego, which was the wrong direction. We were going to visit my grandparents in Michigan. It felt like the plane was dropping all of a sudden.
“Mommy, are we going to land now?” I asked. “I’m going to go talk to the pilot honey. I’ll be right back.” My mother never came back.
Soon after, the plane began to tip 앞으로 더 많이 and more. There were people screaming saying, “It’s a terrorist!” I knew what that word meant.
I began to worry for myself and the others in the plane. I knew I was to die a quick death. I couldn’t even look out the window knowing that I would be a dead child. I decided to push all the negative thoughts out, but behind them were even 더 많이 negative thoughts.
In a blink of an eye we suddenly crashed into the earth with a giant jerk. I felt my head bleeding and cuts everywhere.
Then, I figured out I was a loner now. I was alive, but alone.
I searched everywhere in the remains of the plane, but no one was alive.
I could tell I had a concussion because I felt the blood on the back of my head. After that, I was out cold. 다음 thing I knew I was washed up on a beach. I felt I wasn’t alone.