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“Uff!” I yelled when I slammed my bruised head on my short, green bunk bed. I had another amazing dream about living in the Amazon. It started two weeks after graduating high school, when I was still 18. I finally decided it was time to live my dream. I ordered my plane ticket online about two weeks ago.

“Lucy, why so soon?”
“Mom, I need to escape your wrath once in awhile…”

My navy blue luggage made a, “Zzzrrrrp” as I shoved everything into the compartments. “I'll be back before you know it!” I exclaimed. In a rush, I swept the door behind me.

My heart was pounding when I got to the cloudy, humid airport in Mexico. I could picture in my head what this place used to be like, with crippled tumbleweed blowing across …show more content…

It was a private plane-not in very good shape mind you- and I was the only passenger on with the pilot (who was a man) and the flight attendant (who was a woman). About an hour had passed, and I was just getting comfortable. I looked to my right, and my eyes widened to the size of Texas. The engine was smoking and making, “CLINK...CLINK...CLINK” sounds. My eyes were darting everywhere, and my mind was taking control. All of a sudden I could hear every sound the Earth made, for it could be the last I ever hear. “Chink.. Ding...ding.. bgrrr..” my head started to spin, my body went limp and then I made a …show more content…

“WE’RE GOING DOWN!!!” gave the piercing cry of the flight attendant. I threw myself onto a chair like a lion on their prey. My hands were shaking so hard they felt like they were vibrating. I buckled the hard, leathery seatbelt watching out the window as we were diving down into the green abyss. My chocolate brown hair was flying everywhere in its long braid. Tears were rolling down my face as the pilot was yanking on the controls. I was squeezing my eyes shut and holding my breath, thinking it was my last. Waiting, waiting…

“I’M GONNA DIE!!” screeched the flight attendant once more, when we were only a couple thousand feet from our deaths. Now everything seemed in slow-motion, the screaming, the plane, even my body. The old rugged plane slowly pulled up from our unfortunate deaths, and I shut my eyes again, in hopes to make it all disappear. I opened my eyes when everything fell as silent as a dark night.

“SORRY for the INCONVENIENCE ladies!” yelled the pilot as he was looking back at us, still wrestling the beeping control

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