On the 17 of August 1987, there was 100 passengers. We were taking off from the Bahamas
and we were heading to Miami. We were flying in a bomber plane. I could feel the plane going funny the buttons wouldn't work its like someone was controlling us! I didn’t know what to do there was heavy turbulence. Everyone was getting scared, something was controlling the plane. It finally stopped we were getting closer there was these big clouds I had never been this scared before and seen it before. It was black clouds i finally got out of them and they just go bigger and bigger. It finally stopped we landed their was black slime all over my plane….to be continued
Hey Madison, what a creative story so far. I really like how you have taken time to re-read it and added punctuation to make it flow. The part where you described that the buttons wouldn't work and it was like someone was controlling the plane was my favorite. Keep up the good work.
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