continued to rock and tip to the right then to the left. Then, it got worse.
The plane suddenly tilted sharply to the right, making everyone exclaim in surprise. Including me. I grunted hard when my head was whipped to the right and hit the window. My cheek hit the cool glass hard, causing pain to move through my head. The pain lasted for a millisecond with my fear taking over. It got rougher.
The plane tilted more to the right and demanded a sick feeling to raise in me. Even more, it caused Emma to unintentionally lean into me. Everyone was leaning to the right too. Then the plane went to the left sharply… only to tilt to the right again. This time, nearly completely sideways. The shouts echoed through the plane and cut off the announcement made by the flight attendant.
What was happening?! I felt myself gasp, unsure of everything! What was happening, why was it happening?! We were not crashing, we are not crashing, we are not crashing . I kept telling myself it was only turbulence though clearly it wasn’t. It was all chaos, so much so, I can’t remember much of what I was thinking at that point. My mind went blurry with the shaking.
The woman over the speaker tried again, but soon, it didn’t matter. She ended up abandoning it and stumbling to the floor roughly. I could see her sliding and being forced against the seats before my eyes were pulled elsewhere. Like the passengers on the left that literally would have been thrown from their seats if their belts didn’t secure them.
It was hard to see anything clearly. The plane was shaking so violently, I couldn’t see much. I couldn’t think either! Couldn’t comprehend what the hell was happening. All that registered were the screams that rose to a louder level. And why?
“Oh god, oh shit!” was the only thing audible that left my mouth. Everything shifted… and we started to descend. Not tilt left or right, but nose dive down.
With how awful my life seemed, I still knew I wanted to continue living it. But a hard and fast reality was living its course — and it was out of control! With the fast rate and how my heart reacted in an unhealthy manner, I just wanted to close my eyes. It was completely impossible, though. I was so scared! I could see loose carry-on bags flying back. Then again, everything besides the passengers was flying around.
My eyes somehow found their way to the window, and I felt my eyes widen at seeing the water. More than that, even with how unstable my vision was, I could see the texture and ripples – something you can only see if you get closer to the damn water! This wasn’t fucking happening! Closer, closer, clos—
A loud crash penetrated my ears. That same second, for only a second, I could see perfectly. The plane plummeted into the water, and I saw that water rushing towards me. It hit us faster than I could describe. It forced my eyes shut in pure agony. It inflicted the most intense pain I have ever experienced.
It was as if my entire body hit concrete! Oh god! It felt like the water was solid and just ripped through me. I felt sick, broken, and my shattering scream — like everyone else’s — did not help. The water that hit us as the plane descended took more air from my screaming classmates (the few that were still screaming after we hit the water and went under) and me.
It only took a second for me to shut my mouth and keep in as much air as I could, despite how deeply I wanted to scream my lungs out. I couldn’t say the same occurred for some others that were still screaming. The pain was so engulfing and thriving, it demanded a few muffled screams and cries to reach my ears through the water.
That didn’t include Emma; her shrieking stopped when we hit the water. After a long minute, the few screams I heard under the water were gone too. The water took it all and left no more room to scream. No more air for
R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead)