Writing Prompt
The prompt: As the second engine sputtered out, the crew knew that the end was near. When the plane started it's dive and shook violently, the passengers did too. Write about the last thoughts of three of the occupants.
The plane shook violently and I had to grab one of the seats to save from falling completely on my face. An odd time to worry about that now but we were taught to keep our composure. The words coming from my mouth seemed by rote. "Just stay calm everyone" and this is why I had never settled down, this is why I had never found a partner for more than a weekend stop over at any given destination. I mechanically moved to help people scrambling to put on those inflatable life vests and strap themselves into the oxygen masks. I knew this kind of thing was a possibility and had never wanted to put someone through the risk. I was never really one place long enough. Could I have been? Would I feel differently now if there were someone who cared about me waiting for me? Would it be different if Mom and Dad were still alive? Did I miss out on something by not having made those kind of connections. "Everyone stay calm" even to myself my voice sounded dry and distant, and it's not like any of them could really hear me anyway except for the passengers closest to me, there was a lot of yelling going on and a lot of crying. I couldn't take it any more, it couldn't have been more than a few seconds but it felt like it was taking hours, when would this just be over so I didn't have to think about how I'd wasted my life.
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The flight attendant grabbed onto my chair to keep her feet as the plane began to plummet. Her name tag read "Cindy" and she had a nice pair of tits too. "Just stay calm everyone" her words rang in my ears as I grabbed for the lap belt. She helped me with my vest and oxygen mask and moved on. Her ass was pretty awesome too. I'd known a girl like her back in highschool, a lot of years ago now, and that flight attendant was probably half my age, at best. The firm would be screwed without me. What would they do? If I make it out of this I definitely have to change my will. That slut I'm married to will just be overjoyed to find out I went down in a plane on a business trip. Probably had one of her many boyfriends sabotage the plane on purpose. With the amount of money she'll get from my share in the company she'll be able to buy herself a NEW new set of boobs, but this time she won't get to pretend like I'm some pig that wanted her to do it and she'll have to own up to her own insecurities. Her mourning won't last long and then it will be goodbye Mrs. Franklin Cassidy. How did I ever end up with a woman like that?
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It got really bumpy and Sally fell on the floor. I tried to pick her up but Mom grabbed me and told me to put my seatbelt on. "but Mommy, Sally fell" I pointed to where Sally was laying under the seat in front of me but Mom wasn't listening. She put my seatbelt on me. There's definitely something wrong. Mom's face is red like when I look in the mirror after I've been crying. "What's going on" I asked. "It's okay Constance, just do as I tell you" I couldn't see past the seat in front of me or past Daddy on the outside seat. Mom helped me put on a blow up vest and told me to wear a mask over my nose and mouth, it smelled kind of funny like the hospital when I went there because I was sick and throwing up all over everything. "I want Sally, Mom" I said but my voice was caught inside the mask. I reached for my dolly but Mom pushed me back in my seat. I couldn't stop myself from starting to cry. I just wanted my doll, why can't I get my doll?
A note to LJ Friends: If I continue to do these on a regular basis I will create somewhere else to post them. For now this is the easiest place. Thanks!
The plane shook violently and I had to grab one of the seats to save from falling completely on my face. An odd time to worry about that now but we were taught to keep our composure. The words coming from my mouth seemed by rote. "Just stay calm everyone" and this is why I had never settled down, this is why I had never found a partner for more than a weekend stop over at any given destination. I mechanically moved to help people scrambling to put on those inflatable life vests and strap themselves into the oxygen masks. I knew this kind of thing was a possibility and had never wanted to put someone through the risk. I was never really one place long enough. Could I have been? Would I feel differently now if there were someone who cared about me waiting for me? Would it be different if Mom and Dad were still alive? Did I miss out on something by not having made those kind of connections. "Everyone stay calm" even to myself my voice sounded dry and distant, and it's not like any of them could really hear me anyway except for the passengers closest to me, there was a lot of yelling going on and a lot of crying. I couldn't take it any more, it couldn't have been more than a few seconds but it felt like it was taking hours, when would this just be over so I didn't have to think about how I'd wasted my life.
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The flight attendant grabbed onto my chair to keep her feet as the plane began to plummet. Her name tag read "Cindy" and she had a nice pair of tits too. "Just stay calm everyone" her words rang in my ears as I grabbed for the lap belt. She helped me with my vest and oxygen mask and moved on. Her ass was pretty awesome too. I'd known a girl like her back in highschool, a lot of years ago now, and that flight attendant was probably half my age, at best. The firm would be screwed without me. What would they do? If I make it out of this I definitely have to change my will. That slut I'm married to will just be overjoyed to find out I went down in a plane on a business trip. Probably had one of her many boyfriends sabotage the plane on purpose. With the amount of money she'll get from my share in the company she'll be able to buy herself a NEW new set of boobs, but this time she won't get to pretend like I'm some pig that wanted her to do it and she'll have to own up to her own insecurities. Her mourning won't last long and then it will be goodbye Mrs. Franklin Cassidy. How did I ever end up with a woman like that?
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It got really bumpy and Sally fell on the floor. I tried to pick her up but Mom grabbed me and told me to put my seatbelt on. "but Mommy, Sally fell" I pointed to where Sally was laying under the seat in front of me but Mom wasn't listening. She put my seatbelt on me. There's definitely something wrong. Mom's face is red like when I look in the mirror after I've been crying. "What's going on" I asked. "It's okay Constance, just do as I tell you" I couldn't see past the seat in front of me or past Daddy on the outside seat. Mom helped me put on a blow up vest and told me to wear a mask over my nose and mouth, it smelled kind of funny like the hospital when I went there because I was sick and throwing up all over everything. "I want Sally, Mom" I said but my voice was caught inside the mask. I reached for my dolly but Mom pushed me back in my seat. I couldn't stop myself from starting to cry. I just wanted my doll, why can't I get my doll?
A note to LJ Friends: If I continue to do these on a regular basis I will create somewhere else to post them. For now this is the easiest place. Thanks!