The Grey Room
“May I have your boarding pass please sir” the women asked politely. “Certainly” as I handed the boarding pass. She also mentioned after that there was some “Technical faults…” with the plane and will be delayed by a few minutes. What kind technical faults? When I stepped into the large neatly organized white polished plane, I never thought something would go wrong I sat in my seat. I looked up and saw a clock reading nine thirty-three. The rest of the passengers boarded. Shortly after the stewards started to demonstrate what to do in the event of a plane crash one of them were shaken up, I was oblivious due the fact I had seen this procedure multiple times I could see through them, just as if they were transparent. The plane started to back up and then it turned onto the run way. We started to gain speed up and started to gain altitude. I was going to Australia to meet with business partners. I annually had done this trip. I put my head back and shut my eyes so I could kill time.
I awoke suddenly the plane shook violently! The plane fell out the sky and sliding across the ground. I rose from my seat and saw the loss of life everywhere as I wandered down the aisle it was the most horrifying thing I had ever witnessed. I reached the back of the plane and opened the remnants of the door. I exited the plane and was blinded by thick black smoke. I held my shirt to my mouth and took a deep breath and sprinted. I put my head down and did not turn back until the smoke disappeared. The strong plane I was in earlier shattered into pieces of scrap it was a ghastly scene. I looked at my phone, it had died on me. I was clueless to what was wrong with it, seemed fine. I sat down rested against a tree, I looked at my watch it...
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...ors, I went down and managed to make use of the opportunity, until I was a short distance away. It must have been at least two hours of tough digging in the humid tunnel, struggling for breath and feeling I was burning up. At last I made a breakthrough. I could see lights. I stealthily climbed out. Cautiously ran to the back of the wall and moved gradually up the side of the wall until I could jump across stream. I had to make it; I considered this for a while as I doubted I could make it. I leaped across. Leaping over I was frightened as I may not have reached to the other side by I managed to make it to the north side then ran into a bush. I wore my clothes inside out so they could not get ruined. I just turn them the right way then ran into the dark not looking back.to the outskirts of the area. I suffered so much now I am free of that hell hole.
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Picture yourself, for a moment, among 243 passengers on a Boeing jumbo jet. It is two days before Christmas of 1988, and you are excited to see your family in New York. You are sitting comfortably in your coach class window seat in row 40, reading a poetry book by Charles Baudelaire. It’s 7:00 pm and about 35 minutes after takeoff; the plane is just leveling off at its cruising altitude. You hear the captain throttle back the engines now. Everything is perfect in this aircraft; in fact, it’s not really an aircraft at all. It’s more like a room than a metal tube; a room with perfectly vertical walls. By now, most people have actually forgotten that they are, in fact, inside an airplane. They are in a movie theater, a bar, or even their own home relaxing in their favorite recliner. Suddenly, you hear a loud noise from the front of the plane. You feel extreme pressure on every square inch of your body, like you have been hit by a train. Screams and shrieks fill the cabin, and then, very abruptly, everything ends, forever. This is precisely what happened to David Dornstein before he fell, already dead, 6 miles to the ground in Ella Ramsden’s front yard, the landing site for about 60 other individuals when the plane exploded over Lockerbie, Scotland.
When people think of Dr. Seuss, they think; “Oh, the cat with the spontaneous black and white hat” or the author who wrote books about moral values and created art pieces that expressed politics. Dr. Seuss wrote children’s books not only to open up a child’s imagination about a fantastical world full of new words, creatures, and experiences, but also about eye opening issues. He promoted the importance of racial equality and other political issues, as well as the enduring hardships of life through his literature. Books like The Sneetches, The Lorax, I had trouble in getting to solla sollew and Oh, The Places You’ll Go! , are just a few of the many books Dr. Seuss wrote, but each of these books had a hidden moral message that could change the way people think. Seuss incorporated valuable lessons about everyday struggles in his books, and in doing so allowed readers to think and reevaluate their beliefs and make better choices about their lives.
I heard a blood-curdling scream and I jumped. I felt silent tears running down my heavily scarred face, but they weren’t out of sadness. Mostly. They were a mixture of pain and fear. I ran into the eerie, blood-splattered room and screamed as I felt cold fingers grab my neck.
It was the first time I ever rode in one so I wanted to make the experience a memorable one. That’s why I decided to ride in the passenger seat in the front with the driver, and not in the back with the rest of the family. While riding down the road, the driver turned on the radio station. This was the moment when I first heard the announcement of planes crashing into the Twin Towers. At this time, both the north and south towers of The World Trade Center had collapsed. There was no mention of a terrorist attack at this time, I did not hear about that part until later that day when we got home and saw it on the news. The vehicle was quite at this time, I think we were all in shock and disbelief. I remember seeing the driver have tears that dripped down his face. I really didn’t know the significance of the Twin Towers at the time, or why would anyone want to attack New York City. All I knew was that the person on the radio keep saying airplanes full of people crashed into the Twin Towers. When we got to the repast, everyone was talking about what happened, and their version of what they heard off of the radio. Some people were saying it was a plane that crashed into the World Trade Center, others were saying that it was a bombing. There were many different versions of what actually happened, floating around the room. There were so many different stories, until I started to
Today with many infectious diseases forming around us, it is only expected that individuals get the proper vaccinations to keep themselves and the people in their communities from being exposed to the infectious diseases. However, with so many potential side effects to vaccinations, that could easily deter one from getting the vaccine. When looking at the potential side effects to these vaccinations it is important to remember the reason for the vaccination in the first place. What are the benefits to getting a vaccination and how do those benefits outweigh the side effects? Also, how will their use effect the future populations? It is important to keep these questions in mind when given the option to get or to turn down a certain vaccination. While some believe that the side effects are just as bad as the disease itself it is important to know the benefits to certain vaccinations and how those vaccinations today can prevent other diseases in the future.
On my way back home around 8:40, I heard a loud noise. Around 8:45 the noise was so loud I thought it was a bomb. I turned around quickly and saw that there was a plane in the north tower, smoke filled the air. I ran as fast as I could to the South Tower to see if Olivia was okay. I was worried, I couldn’t find her anywhere!
I am Gabriel Diallo. I’m 15 years old and this is an SOS message. Two days ago I and 71 other people were involved in a plane accident. We were flying from New York to Pretoria (South Africa). As we were crossing the Atlantic Ocean, we started felling some huge vibration. People were starting to be worried. Then suddenly as I looked through the window, the left wings detached from the plane and suddenly, the plane was falling down. Everybody was screaming there was blood everywhere because people were knocking their heads and suddenly boom. The plane hit the water. I was stuck in my seat because on the security belt. I successfully got out and swam to the nearest part of the plane that I could use to float. But then has was floating on a part
The article is from USA Today Magazine. It`s popular magazine. And there was no specific writer appearing in the source.The author was praising in the agricultural to get the benefits from and it’s a good solution for many problems. He was subjective and try to persuade the readers to pay attention for agricultural. Furthermore, he was biased because he is kind of pushing the people forward to the agricultural. All the information was appearing as well-researched because the author used information from the United Nation. Also, it’s current because its since 2011 and reliable. Finally, it's not related with my topic exactly because the article focused on the agricultural more than overpopulation.
I had checked every single gate and inspected the locks. The hatch of the plane began to open, and the gate would not close. I reached for my hand radio to find that I had left it on the bench. Anxious thoughts ran through my head as I desperately attempted to close the gate. I thought, “ I will be fired for sure.
Following a missed approach because of a suspected nose gear malfunction, the aircraft climbed to 2, 000 feet mean sea level and proceeded on a westerly heading. The three flight crewmembers and a jumpseat occupant became engrossed in the malfunction.
The flight attendant called for unaccompanied minors. We all gave her a hug before she went with the flight attendant and watched her disappear as she walked down the ramp. We then sat until the passengers boarded the plane. Afterwards, my dad stood up and went to the window, watching it take off. As soon as it was in the air, we went to the car. He texted my mother that she had lifted off and told her to tell him when she landed.
With music blasting, voices singing and talking, it was another typical ride to school with my sister. Because of our belated departure, I went fast, too fast. We started down the first road to our destination. This road is about three miles long and filled with little hills. As we broke the top of one of the small, blind hills in the middle of the right lane was a dead deer. Without any thought, purely by instinct I pulled the wheel of the car to the left and back over to the right. No big deal but I was going fast. The car swerved back to the left, to the right, to the left. Each time I could feel the car scratching the earth with its side. My body jolted with the sporadic movements of the car. The car swerved to the right for the last time. With my eyes sealed tight, I could feel my body float off the seat of the car.
Not being able to stand such self-torture, I hurried my pace to what was almost a jog, until I had caught up with the unfortunately boring group that I was, as I felt, universally bound to. I came to a bend in the tunnel, where I saw through the glass window, that which before entering, gave no hint of its existence. "I'll soon be in the air."
“Flight 208 to Los Angeles is now boarding. Section N you may now take your seats”. You looked down at your carry-on bag to make sure you have everything packed up, even though you took nothing out, and headed toward the flight attendant and handed her your ticket. As your walking through the tunnel, the sound of the planes jets put just enough pressure on your body, causing your pulse to increase. “Why are you nervous, you been on planes before”, you ask yourself. You shake your head and start to inhale and before you could finish getting your lungs to the maximum capacity they could hold, a man wearing a white shirt twice his size and jeans that also seemed
After just two hours, our very large friend said he’d had enough for the day and was heading for the surface. We told him we’d be out in a few more minutes and to hang around so we could discuss what we’d found. As we began our ascent toward the entrance, we became acutely aware of the complete absence of light the entrance usually emanated. When our flashlights finally found the source of the unusual darkness we were horrified; the big guy was stuck in the cave’s opening again. This time Scott’s head and shoulders were outside, so instead of being able to pull him through, we would have to try to push him out of the opening. We pushed in every combination of ways possible, and needless to say it did not work this time. The paramount problem was that the cave floods from the interior out, so we would all drown if we couldn’t get Scott unstuck, and unstuck quickly.