The Island
You never minded flying with your things anyway, you take a seat and turn your attention to the window.
The sunset is gorgeous, you're extremely happy you chose to switch seats with the woman in 9A seeing as how she's snoring so loud it's audible over the roar of the plane.
After the last rays of the sun disappear below the Atlantic, you reach for your book and the overhead light so you can read a little before trying to sleep.
A sudden jolt of the plane sends your knapsack flying across to the opposite side of the plane as the tiny aircraft tumbles into a nose dive.
To your dismay the plane rips apart straight down the middle, sucking you into the wide open horizon...at least you got to see that beautiful sunset.
The sunset is gorgeous, you're extremely happy you chose to switch seats with the woman in 9A seeing as how she's snoring so loud it's audible over the roar of the plane.
After the last rays of the sun disappear below the Atlantic, you reach for your book and the overhead light so you can read a little before trying to sleep.
A sudden jolt of the plane sends your knapsack flying across to the opposite side of the plane as the tiny aircraft tumbles into a nose dive.
To your dismay the plane rips apart straight down the middle, sucking you into the wide open horizon...at least you got to see that beautiful sunset.
