This Is How I Go Down

"Think Sage, think." I mumble to myself. I close my eyes. And then it comes to me. "I'll be right back, Jordan." I say, and I rush over to a flight attendant. "Maybe if we piled all our luggage on top of the bomb then it would help?" I suggest. She nods and flips on the intercom.

"All passengers, please get your luggage, and pile it on top of the bomb. We are going to try and soften the explosion." She says. That's when chaos takes over. I dash back to my seat and take my suitcase out of the overhead compartment. I grab my small suitcase and bring it over to the back of the plane where the deadly bomb is. We have four minutes and fifty-three seconds left.

I see that Jordan has already taken his bag to the back of the plane as well. I grab my phone and slip it into my pocket, and carry my tote to the back of the plane, setting it on top of the slight mass of suitcases and bags. I run back to my seat and sink down in it, silently praying. I finger my locket. My best friend, Lyric has the same one. I completely forgot I was wearing it. I look over at Jordan. He's just as scared as I am. I reach over to him and clasp my hand with his. If I'm going to Heaven, I'm not doing it alone. I look deep into his eyes, and I realize that he looks like a thirteen year old boy, but really he's a child at heart. I quickly look away. Now he probably thinks I was staring into his soul for no reason. The plane gives a jerk, and I grip Jordan's hand tighter to steady myself. Is this the end for me? Will I live to see tomorrow?

 

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Insects. All different types. Most people are afraid of them, or think they're disgusting, or annoying, or stupid. Most people don't really think about what insects are capable of. What they do. How they live. Most people think of ants as pesky and annoying. And they can be, but they don't think about why they do what they do. When ants steal our food, they are simply getting fuel for their colony. So that they can thrive. Same with when they bite humans. They simply do it because they feel threatened, or they've been angered. I used to think that bad people were that way. They just were scared, or something happened in the past, and they wanted revenge. I used to think that's the way it always was. With every single bad guy you ran into. But it doesn't work that way. Terrorists can be like that, or they can be different. No mercy, killing machines. There are some that are not coming for revenge, or fighting back, or standing up for themselves. There are some that are just doing it because they feel like it. Because they are bloodthirsty, and they have been drained of their humanity. They have turned their back against their own kind. And everyone asks for forgiveness and mercy, but there's no point to it. Because they'll never stop. They'll never stop because they don't know how. Because they've forgotten one of the most important things to remember. They've forgotten how to love.

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One minute left. All is silent. Everyone is crouching underneath their seats. Jordan and I's hands are entwined. Fear hangs in the air. This is the end. This is how I go down. I scoot past Jordan to the window and stare down at the earth. Somewhere on the surface is the person who is causing this. Who has given up. And is making other people suffer because of their choices.

"F**k you." I whisper, not taking my eyes off of the ground. Then I feel heat. My ears are ringing. Everything goes black. 

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I'm floating in a white void. Jordan's fingers are still tangled with mine. Bright white and light shines all above me. I look below me, and see my parents, and Lyric.

"No!" I scream, but nothing comes out. I'm drifting farther, and farther from them. There is a doorway straight ahead. Bright white light is shining through it as well. With a final glance at my beloved parents and my best friend, I squeeze Jordan's hand and together we walk into the light, not looking back. 

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Author's Note

Terribly sorry for the language at the end...I just didn't know how else to express her rage. But hey, I rated it teen so. Yeah. I will be adding an epilogue, and that will be the final chapter.