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Crash |
| Written by Robbie Basse | |
| Tuesday, 19 August 2008 | |
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Crash By: Dragon Knight
A/N: Oh my God! I'm so sorry I haven't written on here for so long! But now I'm back, so I hope you like this story.
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We are high in the sky when we come in contact with it. I don't know what "it" is, but I know it was something, because as soon as we were hit, we begin to fall down. Our aircraft is falling down at an alarming rate, and me and my crew know we surely won't make it.
While my crew runs around pressing buttons and pulling levers, trying to regain control of the craft, I just sit at my post, looking out the windshield. I see the ground, just barely, but its racing closer and closer with every agonizing second.
The craft begins to heat up, and I realize it has caught fire due to the tremendous speed. I looked out to see the flames lick up all around us. I sit there unmoving. What should I do? What can I do? I already know the answer though. I can do nothing. All we can do is wait until we hit the Earth and explode.
The windshield begins to crack. In less than two seconds, it shatters into a million pieces. I cover my eyes. I cannot be blinded; I want to see my doom as it occurs. Once the glass all falls to the ground I move my hands away. The wind from outside pushes me back against my chair. My skin begins to ripple. The ground is now even closer than before.
Some of my crew is killed from blood loss from the shards of glass poking out of their bodies. I look away from them and back to my doom. The ground is now so close, yet so far. I want it to end already, I want the pain of this experience to dissipate and be gone, as I will be soon.
Finally, we make contact. The rest of my crew is now surely dead, their bodies taking up most of the craft, or what is left of my craft. I am somehow alive, but I do not know why. A darkness is slowly engulfing my brain and I know soon I will lose consciousness. I am then grabbed by two hands. I look up and see two Earthlings in military suits. One of them says to the other, "We tell no one about this. This is a secret, got it?" The other military man nodded to his superior and helped drag me out of my spaceship. Before completely losing consciousness, I see a sign. It says: ROSWELL.
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The End
Copyright 2008 Robbie Basse |
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