Journal 4

Everything was spinning and my eyes started to burn. Taking that flight back to Miami, going home, was going to be a stressful ride. Celexra was my reason to calm down, but I think I took to much. A couple of hours passed and everything was spinning when the pilot said " ladies and gentleman , the airplane has lost a lot of gasoline and there is a possibility we will crash." Everyone was going crazy and people started to panic, I was calm but later I started to feel jumpy and I couldn't stay still. People asked " sir are you ok?" I knew I was fine but people thought I was crazy. Things got critical by the minutes and the plane was going to crash no matter what. Boats were given to a couple of us but not enough. The plane got dark, kids crying and yelling. Adults were yelling and crying. " God please save us" was a prayer the lady next to me said. The plane was going down and with enough speed , we were all going to die. The plane hit water , and fire started to burn on the sides. An explosion occurred but I was uncontrollable. I hit my head with the window and it popped open, scaring my face forever. People started to die because of the stock or because they were killed by the explosion. People headed out the door where the rafts started to blow up. " 10 per boat" a man said. I was next to be on the last boat , " hurry sir". A women with blue eyes and blonde hair was holding her 9 month old baby in her arms. Her name was Molly. " Please help me!l Molly cried with pain. I knew I wasn't going anywhere. " Lady get in this boat" " But there's none left for you" " I don't care lady, I want to die". Molly was happy that I did this. " What's your name sir?" "Allen." " Thank you Allen." She kissed my check while I laying down flat on the water, where the waves would take me away to where ever I was going.