Scared, nervous, frightened I nervously walked onto the plane taking us to France. It was World War two and we were flying over a town near Paris. As we flew closer we heard more gunshots; they were like a lions roar. I glanced over to see the five other planes to our right .
“GET READY TO JUMP,” the captain shouted angrily.
Suddenly all the lights went out and I could see smoke coming from the engine. I heard the captain roar, ” JUMP JUMP!”
And as the plane fell we all jumped as fast as we could. I saw other men falling without their parachute. As I opened my parachute four bullets hit it and my gun slapped me in the face…After that, I was just falling to my inevitable death…