Narrative Essay
Ryan Byun #61
12/14/09
CRASH
Hi, I’m Brian; I am going to meet my father in Canada riding on a plane. I came from Ohio, and now somewhere in the North. I should be there in a few hours…
*BOOM* *ZXZZ...BOOM* "ahhhhh!" I yelled in fear. “What is happening!” I yelled at the pilot. The pilot did not answer for some reason… I went up to him… I saw outside the window. We were falling! I tried to tell the pilot to wake up… But, for some reason…he didn’t. I felt the pulse on his throat….he was dead. I remembered that I had practiced on how to fly an airplane. I tried to steer it, but it was too heavy. I pulled on the handle, like it was tug war and I kept pulling on it. The plane slowly went up little by little. I felt the force pushing me down; I closed my eyes and hoped that I would not die. I kept thinking what would happen if I died… Would my father look for me? What would happen? I wouldn’t meet my Father… CRASH
I couldn't see anything. I thought, am I dead? SPLASH, I couldn’t breathe well. "Am I alive? Or is this a dream?" I questioned in my head. "I was alive!" I couldn't feel my hands and feet though. My whole body was numb. I was inside the airplane, but there was water all filled up. I started to look for the emergency exit. I could see it! But, it was underwater, and I couldn’t breathe well. I still tried my best, “One, Two, Three!” I was underwater and I started to swim to the exit like an eel. My lungs were about to burst, I was very sore and could not move. I used all my strength, and BAM I was out! My clothes were all soaked and wet. It was dripping water all over.
Then, I got on the ground, crawling on the floor, unable to breathe. I could feel my lungs, full of water, like it would burst out. I tried to breathe, slowly, then I coughed a few water drops, and I felt better. I felt so tired. I couldn’t move, I kept crawling with all my might. I kept feeling this sharp pain inside my body. “UGHHHH!!! AH” I yelled with pain. It felt like a knife stabbing through my body… BOOM I fainted.
I woke up…I felt warm… I was lying down next to a small fire and I was covered in a blanket. I woke up, still feeling pain in my body, but it was rapped in bandages. “Where was I?” I wondered. Suddenly, this elder came and said,
“Hmm, so you have woken up young lad?”
“Yes, but, where am I?” I questioned the elder.
“You young lad, were lying on the ground. So, I found you and wrapped you in some cloth and brought you to my cave.” He answered slowly.
“Well, where are we? How did you find me? What happened to me?” I kept asking quickly.
“Breathe slowly, lad, I think you need to rest more.” The elder answered.
I slowly fell asleep again. Then, I started to wake up, but this time, the elder wasn’t here. I was in a cave just like that time when the elder was there. Except… When I went outside to see what happened, everything…was broken, the trees, the water was all dried up, and everything was everywhere…. Was this a tornado? What had happened? Was the elder helping me just a dream? Is this a dream? Was it a dream from the beginning? I had many questions but no answer.
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