Project 19

Nobody can prepares you for your last moments. Shoot we are selves can’t because we don’t know either. We just have to expect the unexpected. We all know we’re gonna die just not when and where. To me that is scary,I just have to be okay with I’m going to die someday with absolutely no control or knowledge. It just happens. Woww. Ain’t that something. Well my day came a little to early for my liking. It was a normal day with the fam. We were taking a trip for Christmas break. Something didn’t seem right.Being the person I am I tried to ignore it and drifted off to sleep. Not even ten minutes later I was awoken by a roaring boom which seemed to startled other on the plane as well. Moments later the captain came on and said “Everyone be safe” the took a long paused abs continued,“brace from impact,you all be safe”. You could hear the sadness in his voice. This instilled fear amongst the passengers. They were so scared they probably pooped their pants.They were going nuts. They were scrambling around like little ants that just discovered food. The flight attending was trying to settle down the commotion and tell everyone to remain seated and everything will be fine. But her herself didn’t seem to confident in that statement. She frowned and went into the pilot pulpit never to be seen again. Within the blind of an eye oxygen masks were dangling in front of everyone. The plane ride started getting rlly bumpy,being violently slung to the left and right like a yo-yo . Guessing it was the turbulence. I did not like this feeling at all. I was getting the wrong type of adrenaline from this and that was not ok. I look over to my mom she had tears in her eyes. I don’t wanna die not now at least I thought to myself. My dad squeezed my hand and gently kissed forehead. I never seen him look so scared.I kind of felt bad for the man. “I love you baby girl it’s going to be alright, we’re going to be alright” he reassured me in a not so reassuring tone. I began to feel a sharp ringing in my ears it was so powerful I couldn’t think. Then I remember my brother a couple seats down all alone. I began to shed tears it was my fault he was by himself,being the selfish brat I am I wanted to sit next to mom and dad since he got to the last trip. It felt like when you go down a drop in a roller coaster but very worse. My life literally flashed before my eyes. Everything went black. Silence engulfed the air. Stillness was of a virtue. Still as a stone unable to move. Just inanimate. On the news “There has been a plane crash right off the shores of Mundiville. It has been reported a terrible tragedy. Little is know about what caused the crashing but there were sightings of the plane going down. Investigators will be sent to the scene as soon as possible to uncover what exactly happened that day. Best believe we are working hard to prevent another situations like these for happening.There is believed to be no survivors. All unidentified bodies will be sent to the morgue to be claimed. Until then keep the family’s of these passengers in your hearts and prayers as they go through a rough time. You all be safe CJN (county Jordan news) out.” “Do you have back pain,nausea,sore throat,aching,bones,muscle or joint stiffness then you should try ....:” 5 hours later I awoke with a awful headache. It was as if someone took a hammer and banged it on my frontal lobe and small tiny insects crawling inside. Its like I could feel them moving. Yuck. It was so dreadful, I wouldn’t even wish this on my worst enemy. So caught up in my own daze I didn’t even notice the absence of my family. I began to look for them. Had I survived? It was hard to tell cuz if I did just barley. I couldn’t even remember what day it was. Everything felt like it was spinning. After I composed myself I began searching the deserted island high and low. After a breathtaking journey I finally stumbled upon a figure that seemed to be the plane and indeed it was. It was all mangled up wing hanging off. Ouu Chile the ghetto. This is a serious matter no time for jokes. It was already dark out and I’ll be danged if you think I’m going into a creepy looking behind plane with no light no nothing. Something could grab me and we all know where that leads to. Got me all types of messed up. Yea nice try but you not finna get me today. Not today Satan stay back. I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. I’m so retarded it’s funny. I like how you over here laughing in a serious situation,we don’t even know where we’re at and you have the audacity to be having fun. What is the matter with you get it together PLEASE. Such a buzz kill with all this being serious and stuff can a girl not have fun. I swear I be wanting to kill the voice in my head.... you know the inner me who says things the usual me ,me wouldn’t. She’s like a mom mixed with I don’t even know how to explain it she’s just always there whether I want her to or not. It’s kind of aggy feel like I have someone breathing down my neck twentyfive-eight. I’m glad my greedy self ate a ton before we left cause lord knows I would’ve been starving right about now. And I always kept snacks in my pocket surprisingly they were still there. As they should cuz if they weren’t me and the plane, the pilot whoever but me and somebody was going to have to square up. I don’t play about my snacks everyone knows this. I know i may be giving “fat girl” vibes but I am a skinny Minnie with a fat mentality. It’s just I love food, like I would give God a high-five for his wonderful creation and gift to human. Like I don’t know what he was doing but he put his whole body into some food. There’s savory sweet then... then it depends on the culture. I could talk about just food for hours and not even get tired of it. I literally watched YouTube videos of people making some new recipe they make or cakes. It didn’t matter as long as it looked appetizing. Sad thing is I don’t even know how to cook. Yess can you believe it the person who loves food doesn’t know how to cook. What a shame. Don’t judge me you probably don’t know how to cook either and if you do kudos to you. I mean that in the most sarcastic way ever unless you tryna cook me some food then maybe we can be friends. Here I am trying to scope out my surroundings with poor vision in the DARK. Not to mention I may be afraid of the dark. Listen it’s not my fault I watched to many scary movies. The dark is a demons playground where they come to play and lurk with other unknown things. And i refused to be apart of that I see something suspicious and walk the other way. Ain’t no such thing as going toward the danger. I flee the screen. “She’s a runner she’s a track star” type beat. I finally discover a little area that was lit by the moon. It wasn’t the best, it definitely isn’t my bed but it do. Well I have no other choice. I try to make myself as comfortable as I can get curled up into fetal position. And I know your probably wonder why I’m so calm about this whole situation because if you were in my shoes you would be panicking. But the best way is to stay calm panicking won’t get you nowhere, causing you to think and act irrationally. In times like this there’s no room at all. My eyes began to feel heavy I couldn’t fight the sleep no more. As I gave into the sleepiness I tried to say a quick prayer but the sleep beat me to it.