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As I walked down the cold hallway with my mom, I began to hear the subtle whine and noise of vehicles scurrying around. Reaching the end, the shiny paint and the smell of jet fuel had an almost hypnotizing effect. Walking through the steel doorway into the plane, the flight attendant and the captain greeted us. He stood there with a smile that could cheer anyone up. The gold wings pinned to his chest that reflected the light of the sun with a blinding intensity. As I walked closer to the captain he reached out to shake my hand and asked if I would like to see the cockpit after the flight. I jumped at the chance hollering a "Yes" that echoed from one end of the plane to the other.
The flight attendant said to us, "Welcome aboard the Pan Am 747 to London" while looking at our tickets to point us in the right direction. As I walked down what seemed to be an endless aisle of seats, I noticed a graceful all metal staircase that spiraled into the ceiling. The stairs gave off a feeling that a person has to have privileges to walk them.
When we finally reached our seats, the seat belt signs turned on. I quickly hopped into the window seat and buckled my seatbelt. Soon the soothing voice of a flight attendant was giving instructions over the intercom on emergency procedures. I began to hear the whining of the engines, and with a clunk, we began moving. As the plane began to roll backwards, the captain announced on the intercom how long the trip would be.
When the plane finally reached the runway, the engines started to scream as more power was wanted. Rolling down the runway all that I saw was a blur as everything raced by the window. All at once the plane rocked back and began to lift off the ground, like a bird taking flight. Climbing up into the air, I sank into my seat ...
The Final Choice (Touching The Void Chapter 6) In this chapter of touching the void Simon is faced with a horrible decision; Should he sever the rope holding Joe and possibly kill him in the process, saving himself, or should he keep the rope attached, whilst his stability on the mountain decreases by the second as it crumbles beneath him, in the...
Feelings of disgust fill me when I observe the identity of an individual being crushed by the widespread need to fit in with society and be like everyone else. Differences in character, appearance and emotion are created by unique pasts, and form the foundation for personal beliefs. When these differences are erased by society's attempt to creat...
The night started out wonderful. The mead-hall looked its best during the evening meal. Food of all sorts were scattered among the vast, wooden table. As the women brought out the many assortments of food they were captivated by the smiles of every man. The bread was freshly made and right out of the oven, the soup was piping hot but that was only...
I would not call what I engaged in a real job because I got paid without being taxed. My mother offered me a job for twenty dollars an hour, which I considered not bad. I was to tutor my 14-year-old brother in math. He was in algebra, and it was easy for me since I was studying in calculus. So I took the job without hesitation. Although later...
This is a true tale of me and my life, or at least for a short while. The day had started out so well, you see I had become somewhat of a owner of women. I was interested in this becomes because of the free jobs that came with it. You see because of my gorgeous looks the women had trouble seeing past it to the real man in my pants, I mean in me. So...
