What seemed like an infinite amount of time passed in about three seconds. She experienced the glorious sensation of what seemed to be flying. All of her worries vanished, except that for a split second, just before she hit the tarmac, she found herself asking, “Wait, why did I jump?”
Hannah Stevens has always had a passion for reading and writing. She is fifteen years old and has a weakness for words.
The plane was loud, and the explosion louder, but the air is much worse than both. Unfeeling, it whips my ears as I drop. It’s not the air’s fault, though; I am falling through it.
I should have worn earplugs. My flight is now more deafening than the screaming children.
Corey Orthmann is a freelance writer and mercenary wordsmith-for-hire based in Los Angeles, California.
“The sky is falling!” No one believed me. Their funerals.