I have had this idea in my head for about a month now and thought it would be a good idea to post up the first part of it on Memorial Day so yeah ill post the other chapters later... sadly my computer crashed before midnight so this story was put up the day after Memorial Day lol
Everyone looked up to see a plane. Now normally I wouldn't be that interested I mean we see planes in the sky every day. But this, this was different. The plane was low, too low for comfort, almost at building level. But it wasn't too far away to see what was
happening. The plane was slowly decreasing its altitude. I saw it happen before it even happened, it was horrible. And the irony of it all… the first thing I said when I got up this morning was today was going to be a good day.
Wow, was I wrong. I mean I always hated Mondays. But at this moment right now I really wish it were yesterday, I really wish it were Monday, because I'm scared out of my mind.
And I don't know what to do, or were to go, I'm scared that my mom is dead, and I'm scared for my little brother and
friend, what do I do?
Where do I go?
Someone please help us.
I will post up other chapters later but for now I'll leave whatever intensity is in the air with this until then live long and strong.
