What a blighted day. I was hoping to go out to the sea drowning myself in the cool sea water fighting against the heat wave. But it wasn’t that easy. Flying through the air with a hunk of metal would be crazy talk but in the days where internet doesn’t exist. The flight was pleasant, the air stewardess were gorgeous with their curves all at the right place. The flight meal for once taste amazing. Absolutely amazing. Who would have thought I would enjoy an airplane meal.
Yet there will always be a reason for something too good to happen. More accurately in my situation was…
The silent before the storm.
A catastrophic storm brought the whole plane down. There were chaos in the cabin. People start praying some screaming and crying. …show more content…
So much for the afterlife right. Haha.”
“Afterlife? What do you mean?”
“We’re dead, aren’t we. Besides, you didn’t notice the four moons in the sky?” I pointed out up to the sky. She follows and her eyes quiver. It seems I did something not particularly good on her behalf. Her knees grew weak as her round bottom drop to the ground.
“No, it can’t be. It can’t be. It’s a lie.”
I really did mess up this time. Breaking bad news unexpectedly probably wasn’t the brightest idea. This woman already fell in a state of denial. A normal reaction then, would that make me someone not normal or inhuman.
“What happen here? What did you do to Melanie? You sick pervert!” a band of women charge forward tending to their friend who was on the verge of mentally broken and I being nonchalantly label as some pervert. How disgusting women at times. They come to conclusion without even investigating. Deliberately slander someone without proper questioning. I love women, they are beautiful being created by the creator. But sometimes that beauty fades when they act as such, mindless without rational …show more content…
She was the most rational woman I’ve ever met. Its a wonder how she could be so rational even when bickering with my father. My father couldn’t hold a candle against her.
“What are you staring at you sick perv!” again the slander aches my heart. Nevertheless I have no obligation to entertain their heart prickling words. Might as well turn my tail and run away.
“What’s going on here?” my step halted as I turn around familiar with the voice. Dress in her tight fitting flight attendant uniform, she looks dazzling. Her eye catching blazing red hair neatly fashion into a bun and her serene green shade eyes were another attraction that was hard to avoid. I remember her name, Carmen was her
Yet there will always be a reason for something too good to happen. More accurately in my situation was…
The silent before the storm.
A catastrophic storm brought the whole plane down. There were chaos in the cabin. People start praying some screaming and crying. …show more content…
So much for the afterlife right. Haha.”
“Afterlife? What do you mean?”
“We’re dead, aren’t we. Besides, you didn’t notice the four moons in the sky?” I pointed out up to the sky. She follows and her eyes quiver. It seems I did something not particularly good on her behalf. Her knees grew weak as her round bottom drop to the ground.
“No, it can’t be. It can’t be. It’s a lie.”
I really did mess up this time. Breaking bad news unexpectedly probably wasn’t the brightest idea. This woman already fell in a state of denial. A normal reaction then, would that make me someone not normal or inhuman.
“What happen here? What did you do to Melanie? You sick pervert!” a band of women charge forward tending to their friend who was on the verge of mentally broken and I being nonchalantly label as some pervert. How disgusting women at times. They come to conclusion without even investigating. Deliberately slander someone without proper questioning. I love women, they are beautiful being created by the creator. But sometimes that beauty fades when they act as such, mindless without rational …show more content…
She was the most rational woman I’ve ever met. Its a wonder how she could be so rational even when bickering with my father. My father couldn’t hold a candle against her.
“What are you staring at you sick perv!” again the slander aches my heart. Nevertheless I have no obligation to entertain their heart prickling words. Might as well turn my tail and run away.
“What’s going on here?” my step halted as I turn around familiar with the voice. Dress in her tight fitting flight attendant uniform, she looks dazzling. Her eye catching blazing red hair neatly fashion into a bun and her serene green shade eyes were another attraction that was hard to avoid. I remember her name, Carmen was her