After many hours of waiting in the lobby, the plane finally left the hanger. I took one final glance at where I had been sitting for the past two hours and was glad that the plane decided to come. As I walked toward the plane, I thought about all the terrible things that I encountered while I was waiting in the lobby. The only bad thing was that the lobby would be the easiest task to overcome. When I boarded the plane and sat down all the trouble before that moment seemed to be erased. We started our approach toward the wonderful blue sky when I heard a slight rumble under my feet. I shook it off thinking that it was just the landing gear retracting underneath the plane. The plane leveled off at about 7 thousand feet, which seemed to be a safe distance from the blurry flat earth, but just a little to high for me. We cruised toward our destination and about half way, we heard another rumble, but this rumble could not be mistaken for the landing gear. In a panic to see what the problem was I leaned over the extremely over weight passenger to look out the window. I saw the plane heading into a black cloud that seemed to capture the suns rays as it shined into the cloud. I knew this was a bad thing and I started to tell all that I could. The other passengers started to scream and moan, as they seemed to know death was close. The plane quickly drifted up and then down. It seemed to drop thousands of feet each time. I was scared to death, but then I looked at the over weight passenger and knew his only fear was that he was going to miss his next meal. Then suddenly it all stopped. The sky was clear and blue again. I did not know what to think except maybe these kinds of things happen everyday. I raised my hand and motioned for a plane attendant. When she never seemed to care enough to come over I got up and began to storm down to her. Half way down the isle I fell onto the floor. I started to get up off my face whe...
