There was a rough breeze blowing in my face, and it was a cold day. The leaves were just starting to fall off of the trees. It was a nice fall day in my backyard, and I was flying my new drone higher than I've ever flown it before. It’s height was about two times the size of my house and it looked about a centimeter wide from where I was standing. I was just thinking of how great this video would be that I was getting when suddenly, the drone jerked backward. I tried to make it come back to me but it kept drifting away. A rush of panic flooded through me. It must have gone out of range! I shouldn't have flown it so high. I should have just turned off the throttle to prevent it from going any further, but I figured I would get in trouble if I left my property to go search for it. So I kept trying to make it come back. The controller felt like a useless piece of junk in my hands. I decided it would be best if I went on to the abandoned property to get it back in range, but it didn’t work. I watched in horror as the drone drifted out of view as I was running to see where it would land. I couldn't believe what I had just done. I collapsed on the ground in despair.
One hour ago, everything was good and well. It was almost the weekend and I had …show more content…
I thought he was going to be really angry at me, but he just said, “Let’s go look for it.” We went outside and he asked, “Do you think it crossed the road?” “I’m pretty sure it crossed the road,” I answered. We searched in the dried up fall crops on the other side of the road. My dad turned up the throttle on the controller periodically, and we strained our ears to hear the drone. “It’s not in here,” my dad concluded after we searched for a while. “It couldn’t have gotten any farther than here.” The feeling of despair started coming back to me. My parents had gotten me this $90 drone for my birthday, and I lost it within a month. It was a terrible
One hour ago, everything was good and well. It was almost the weekend and I had …show more content…
I thought he was going to be really angry at me, but he just said, “Let’s go look for it.” We went outside and he asked, “Do you think it crossed the road?” “I’m pretty sure it crossed the road,” I answered. We searched in the dried up fall crops on the other side of the road. My dad turned up the throttle on the controller periodically, and we strained our ears to hear the drone. “It’s not in here,” my dad concluded after we searched for a while. “It couldn’t have gotten any farther than here.” The feeling of despair started coming back to me. My parents had gotten me this $90 drone for my birthday, and I lost it within a month. It was a terrible