8:19 AM. Out side the plane window a navy blue sky and what appears to be a field of white cotton candy as far as the eyes can see.
8:21 AM. The pilot came on the intercom system "do not be alarmed we are displaying technical issues please remain in your seats", but we all knew what was happening from the black smoke tainting the white cotton candy clouds we were sinking through. "Jack I'm frightened we appear to be going down", squealed a scrawny, pale boy who looked to be around twelve. "We will be alright Jimmy trust in our pilot", replied Jack a dark haired boy who appeared to be thirteen the oldest of the twelve kids a board the plane.
8:30 AM. The plane crashed in a field not too far from a small city. The wreckage was terrible and the metal scrap covered the ground like nuts dropped on an ice cream sundae. Sirens could be heard far and wide as paramedics rushed to the plane to check for survivors. The pulse checking had begun, two fingers under a cheek bone. Thump thamp, thump thamp, came a weak response. "We have a live one here" ......."over here as well" ......"and here", came the shouts all over the field, but that call only rang out nine more times. Some how the twelve kids a board the plane had managed to survive. Among the paramedics speculation started to spread.
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The hospital was loud and seemed full of life as the wounded seemed to be the blood pumping to keep the hospital itself alive. The waiting area was pact full of nervous waiting parents to who wanted the news "he will be just fine", or " everything came back normal". Among these parent were John and Linda Paradise who had sent a thirteen year old boy on that plane back to boarding school.
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Spirit World: Journal 1
Ciencia FicciónIn a world where bathrooms don't exist. In a world parallel to our own. A world many don't believe exist. Twelve children in a plane crash and from that experience are now in a coma. They are sent to the spirit world and together must make it throug...
