I boarded the plane flight 93 , I have ridden many planes before but now on a sadder occasion my mother had died . She has lived in Newark ,new jersey , I have lived In San Francisco I was flying home .I sat in first class the seats where you can stretch your legs , the first seat backing the cockpit ,I read a book while everyone else boarded . I noticed that in the back of my book there was a few empty pages ,since I was bored I wrote how the plane ride was going despite everything nothing could get worse .I was going home to friends and family. Then 30 minutes later the plane took off , a half an hour in the flight 3 men stood up pulled out knives and slit the lady's neck across from me her white dressed now covered in blood ,i started hyperventilating . The man next to me screamed and a few people in the back started whining .The three men broke into the cockpit …show more content…
with there knives and guns denting the steel door ,i closed my eyes and imagined redoing my day up to the plane .I loved the smell of a hotel room ,was clean sheets last night now stained of tears I lazily make the the bed and checked all the drawers in the hotel room . I get dressed in the most comfortable clothes I have and grabbed my suitcase, a book, and my plane ticket on flight 93 , I took one glance out the window and breathed the fresh air the air conditioner shot out then stepped out of the hotel room .
I went downstairs to grab a coffee in the breakfast area of the hotel and a delicious chocolate Boston cream filling doughnut with even more frosting on top guiltily ate two donuts. I finished eating then stepped outside and was able to wave in a taxi. ''airport please '' I said quietly ,''s pose to be a good day today weather wise in all '' , I ignored him .I arrived rather quickly to the airport it was only down the road 5 minutes tops ,i grabbed my belongings and gave him 5 dollars then walked to the lobby of the airport. ''Welcome to united airlines'' ,said the lady in the lobby as she checked me in ,head to your left your plane will be leaving soon .I nodded and stood in line to board my plane I noticed how there was no security checks...I heard louder
screaming this time I must of have dosed off. I grabbed my book and my pencil from my bag and started writing down what was going on ,everyone was a bit quieter now and I heard rustling in the back of the plane I proceeded with caution down the aisle .A group of men were talking about and they look at me and told me what was going on they told me in a rather calm voice that we were going to gang up on the terrorist one of the men handed me a pocket knife . They told me once again in a calm voice that we will call are loved ones first the attack. I sat back in my seat then pulled out my book I wrote t pmy father ,my sisters and everyone in general. ''Today may be my last I dont plan on just sitting here I will fight even if I die, I die in honor, respect ,and courage. To the ones who knew me I love and I will see you in another life...'' I finished up the last sentence then put my book with the bookmark sticking out on the page where I first started writing. I put it under my seat were most people put there bags .I looked at my reflection in the knife then headed back to the back of the plane with the others ,some looked of sadness ,despair ,and depression but either way we were going to die so might as well give it are best shot. We grabbed the food cart and loaded it with boiling hot water. We all stood in a line we felt the plane rock back and forth we prepared are self for the challenge ahead we started at the very back of the plane and shot forward as fast as we could. BOOM !!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!,it sounded like an ax hitting the steel door. I could feel the elevation of the plane going down after repeatedly hitting the door we were able to bust it open ...there was fear in there eyes they put up a fight but we put up a bigger one in the end they were all dead but it was to late. It felt like falling asleep but much quicker ,i saw white in the distance I saw her...''mom'' .
Once I made it through the security check, I then took the elevators up to the will call window to pick up my tickets. Then proceeded towards the line to get my
It was the morning of September 1, 2001 and my team and I were heading back to San Francisco. We were heading back home after a tough win over the Nets in New Jersey. I tried to get some of my other teammates to ride on the same flight as me, but they all said no. I started toward the airport at about six o'clock and arrived at about six-thirty. When I got there I checked my ticket. It said I'd have to be at gate 17 by seven-thirty and that flight 93 would be leaving at eight o'clock. I checked my watch and it said I still had an hour to wait, so I took a seat and got out my phone to check the highlights from last night's game. I was a little surprised that my dunk was apart of the highlights. Then, I heard the worst possible sound you could hear at an airport. “Flight 93 has been delayed. We'll try to get the plane ready as soon as we can,” the intercom boomed across the airport. “Great,” I thought. Since
The stewardess then directed me towards the back, away from the cockpit. I looked at my ticket and at what seat I'd be sitting in. I had to duck in and around people putting their luggage into the upper compartments and look for my number on the back of my seat that matched my ticket stamp. As I walked past one of the windows, I glanced out and saw the right wing. It somehow gave me reassurance that I'd be fine and I'd soon be having the time of my life. "I'll soon be in the air."
It seemed like forever before we would finally be on our way, but then before I knew it we were on the airplane and the flight attendant is announcing fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing into Leonardo da Vinci airport.
I didn't know what he was doing but soon I realized he was helping us. After the man grabbed the baggage I walked towards the entrance of the jet.
“What’s happening to me?” I screamed and tried to move my body but I was stuck. My breathing got faster and faster as all my worst interpretations of what was
After a while, the intercom said, “Ladies and gentlemen: Here is the captain. Please sit down, keep remaining seating. We have a bomb on board. So sit.”
The plane started to take off and moments later we were high above the ground. There were 7 crew members on at the
service, and we had multiple stops, so it made my time in the international airplane not
Now that you are done with the airport process, it is time to enjoy the rest of your traveling experience! You may have learned a lot from your first airport process, and it does get easier as you go more often. The number one thing is to always be prepared, and I hope the steps outlined in my quick guide allow you to have a great traveling experience!
It was the morning of my flight, the air was warm and the grass was dewy. I packed my things in the trunk and sat quietly the during the whole car ride. I was too nervous to talk, I could only think about the flight. I would be flying alone, there and back. I hesitated as we walked through the entrance but I thought of my father and continued inside. At the check-in counter they took my baggage and gave me a red and white striped pin. It was to identify me as a unaccompanied minor. B...
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Four medium size luggages lined up by the large front door, two yellow cabs standing in the drive way with their lights on. 03:00 am, it is time to head to the airport, I tried to have a few hours of sleep, but it was hopeless. I just managed to go through memories of the last seven years.