Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 1
My mum pulled up outside the airport, ready for me to go to America. Me and my mum hated America, but in order for me to see my gran I had to go to America. The thing we hated about the country was the accidents which have happened these years, such as, twin towers and mini floods, and other stuff, but let’s not get into too much detail.
I didn’t want to say goodbye to my mum. It would upset us, and it would mean I miss my flight and everything will get so awkward. So I didn’t say goodbye, I just went up to her and said “I have changed my ticket for a year not a month!” so I left it at that then I ran off with my suit case to my plane before I missed it.
My plane was the ‘Virgin Atlantic’ it had a red tail and the wings where red at the end, but the rest was white, at the top of the plane on the outside, it said ‘Virgin Atlantic’
My flight was 9 hours long so I would arrive to America at 21:30. When we took off I started crying, because I didn’t let my mum reply to me.
People say we look similar, brown hair; brown eyes, and our names are the same! Jessie and Jessica, I’m Jessica.
My plane had loads of weight on it, I would be lucky to land alive.
2 hour’s threw the flight, I switched on my television, which was in the plane, and the twilight saga the collection was on so I watched them, and Kristen Stewart was in it, she was my favourite actress of all time. I have even got red contacts to look like her.“Crrrraaaaassssshhhhhhhhh, baaaaaaannnnnnnnnnggggggg, boooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmm.”
Chapter 2
I wondered what was going on but of course I knew, I looked out the window and I saw we were going down extremely fast. So I was in a plane crash! I told you I would be lucky. But luck isn’t what I had, I had danger. Because we had minutes before our death arrived, I got my phone out of my handbag and called my mum as soon as I could.
“No answer, damn it” I was devastated. I was thinking how she would find out I was dead. So I called my gran. She answered “gran I might not arrive. My plane is crashing down” I said slowly but worried. She thought I was playing jokes like I used to, so she hung up.
“Cccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” the bit I was happy about was that I had just finished the book “breaking dawn, by Stephanie Meyer” just the minute we crashed. “cccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” we had hit the bottom.
I went outside, after the plane hit bottom, and they told us where we were, and we were in Spain, I was in luck because that’s where my dad lives. He has been begging me to live with him for ages, his excuses were “sunny every day, there’s a swimming pool right outside my house” he knows how much I like swimming pools. But I was too much of a coward to meet him, I had seen pictures of him and he scared me, with his black beard. Blonde hair and he just freaked me out like mad. But I thought “I’m 16 now, I’m not scared of anything”
