I was so excited, I had never been on a plane before. We were flying to France to celebrate Uncle Joe’s first anniversary.
Soon everyone began boarding the airplane. A little while later, everyone was on board and the pilot began the preflight tests.
After ten minutes we were high in the sky. I was actually beginning to get a bit nervous about the flight. My family was relaxed so there was hardly anything to worry about. Suddenly in the flash of lightning, I saw Uncle Joe. This couldn’t be happening -he was dead. He was calling my name and beckoning me to come to him.
The next time I looked out the window the wing was gone….