Carly sat tensely in her chair and held a fist tight, trying to calm her nerves. She was taking deep breaths and her eyes were practically bulging out of her head. Jon turned to her and set his hand on her shoulder, "You okay?"
"Are you kidding me!? Of course I'm not okay!" She started hyperventilating.
Jon grabbed her head and held her close to his chest, "It'll be okay. Everything will be okay."
A few minuted passed and Carly was still crying into Jon's chest. His chin was sitting on top of her head and he was desperately trying to calm her down. The plane was jetting from side to side and the sounds were just horrific. Everyone was freaking out, but the pilot was trying his best to stay safely in the air until he could find flat land.
Jon was looking passed Carly's head out the window. He could see a bunch of islands below them and was hoping they'd land soon. Just as he thought that, the plane dipped down and began flying really fast straight toward the islands. The plane was twisting and turning and bustling and booming. All you could hear was the cries of everybody on the plane.
The plane touched the ground, it was still going fairly quickly and the sound of the brakes shrieking was almost unbearable. The plane completely flipped over. The top of the plane scraped against the hard ground and slowly came to a stop.
Carly pulled away from Jon and looked him in the eye, "I don't want to die."
"Neither do I."
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FanfictionCarly Samson is just a normal 22-year-old girl. Nothing stands out about her. She is an average height, an average weight, and just an average everything. But when her flight back home for the holidays is delayed, she gets moved to a plane filled wi...
