I looked down at my son on the plane flying towards Germany then out the window. The down at my dinner tray little crumbs had been picked clean. I picked up a book called survive I pocketed it. Suddenly there was a large boom then the plane began to rapidly shake and whistle. I heard the large bang and crash of metal then the whole tail end ripped off. My seat shook so hard I felt the thing coming loose bumping my head hard on the wall I blacked out.
