Apollo 13: A Short Story

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10, 9, 8, 7, the clock of dreams counted down. I took a deep breath In my purple spacesuit. 3, 2, 1, “Whoosh!” The ship jerked my head back as our ship blasted off into space. The Earth shrunk as we went higher and higher into the sky. “Whooaaa!” Leonard yelled as he and his co-astronauts, Rafael, and I, Mike rode this flying roller coaster. I looked out of the window knowing that I was on the third mission where men land on the moon. Space was pitch black, with some small stars here and there. The stars were lights in a sea of darkness. About fifty five hours into our Apollo 13 mission, the ship started to run low on oxygen.
“I’ll change the tank!” I eagerly said. While I was changing the oxygen tank, I noticed some loose wires. Figuring that it was nothing, I ignored the wires. Just two seconds later I would wish that hadn’t ignored those loose wires. “BOOM!”
The lose wires created a spark that lit the oxygen tank which made it extremely unstable! Lights were flashing like crazy and my co-astronauts and I all had a very worried look on our faces. “Oh, no!” Leonard said.
“Contain it Rafael!” I yelled.
“Okay, but while I’m gone go make a plan on what to …show more content…

I spotted a crack in the door’s glass window. The crack seemed to be suck some of the scarce air from the ship! Rafael and I estimated that this minimized up our allotted time to get back to Earth. If we didn’t make it in time, we would die of suffocation! In five hours, we started to enter Earth’s atmosphere and we started to rapidly gain speed. On April 17th we started to head to the Atlantic Ocean and our ship started to burn up. Through the windows of the ship we could see an endless amount of red and blue flames. The flames slipped through the crack in the window, like an acrobat at the circus. The fire cornered Rafael and I and I knew that I would not see my family again. The flames got to Rafael first and he screamed as he disappeared into the

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