Intro

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I'm sorry if my terrible grammar and spelling bugs you :)

I am sitting on the airplane, with a sleeping man to my right, and a woman with three children to my left. The plane takes off, and the woman's kids start screaming. I hate children. I hate them a lot. Especially little screaming brats like these two. My little room would be quiet. Unlike those stupid kids. I put my hand on my chin, sit back, and close my eyes.

I instantly appear in the little mental room I created when I was little, that only I can be in. It's quiet. I walk to a door and open it, and go out into a long corridor. At the end is a small door, which leads to a movie theater. My very own! I walk in and sit down in my personal chair, and wait for the screen to turn on, so it can reveal 10 seconds into the future.

I wait for what feels like an eternity, when finally the screen blinks on to show the entire plane just how I looked at it last, only this time, something was different. There was a rumbling sound, almost like something was going to explode. Then, something did! The engine blew up from underneath us. A huge explosion, a fiery blaze that engulfed the people in front of me, their screams filling my ears. The sight horrified me. The second I leave my room the ten seconds will start, so I have to act fast.

I race from my room and launch myself out of my seat (but not before saying goodbye to each of the kids with a big hug and throwing a blanket on them because I'm nice), and charge down the isle to the cock-pit and burst open the door, despite the complaints of the flight attendants. The second I get in I tell the pilot that he needs to land the plane fast or else everyone will die. All he did was give me a weird look and push me back out. That took up 5 seconds. In my head I count down. 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... 0.

jazzed up by: Batman_kevin23

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