Personal Narrative: The Plane

I was out with my troop numbered 4-20 on an airplane mission over Saudi Arabia, we were there to take guns and supplies to Iran. My troop consisted of 10 people, I hardly knew any of them truly as a friend. Any way at the time I was a gunner in a pod, as I like to call it, which is the gun under the plane, honestly I don't know the plane that we used. We flew over Saudi Arabia, and they had a ruthless commander named Fire Burnt. He would destroy anything in his path including a plane.
Honestly, I was very tired and hadn't got too much sleep the night before. I was sitting there sleeping, I had a wonderful dream of me winning the medal of honor and did not intend on getting up. It was a much better sleep then the night before and I was enjoying myself at such a bad time because I was a gunner and was supposed it be protecting the plane for

The plane is spinning in all directions it felt like the worst roller coaster in the world. It is a deafening sound that can damage your ears in the blink of an eye, but I couldn't pick up the vigorous sound because my head was to hurt to process any thing. There were wires and electricity everywhere and every five seconds I saw a detonating of sparks and electricity. My vision is starting to get superior to my vision before. I start seeing things, making out objects as I approach them, and I see an opening in the never changing darkness there was before. The only thing that interrupted the darkness were those sparks of electricity and as I determine my surroundings I use that to my advantage to find the door. I is a long walk through darkness every once in awhile I get electrocuted by the electricity that surrounds the room. Then I start to determine the way I reach the ground and I go to the the closet closes to the door and I grab a parachute but fight before I jump out I throw up the worst tasting thing in the world. Then I jump out and land safely on the