Babies usually enter the world whilst being on the ground; I entered this one a few thousand feet above sea level and old enough to at the very least, tie my shoelaces.

Falling a thousand feet to my death isn’t how I want to end my school trip. Last thing I remembered was peacefully nodding off while listening to some Mozart. Classical music always made one sleepy. The scenery out the window was very peaceful.

I gazed at the sea of clouds roll by from the window of the airplane. Quiet and uneventful just how I liked it.

Class had gone on a trip to Tokyo, of course it hadn’t been easy raising the money for it but with everyone working as hard they did, the students had managed to lower the amount each individual had to pay. Right now most of them were tired and had fallen asleep from all the sightseeing they did on the trip. I swear the plane was dipping from all the souvenirs they had bought.

No, the plane was actually going under the clouds. I was just moments away from dozing off when I noticed a yellow light blink on above me and I heard the captain’s voice, “Passengers please wear your seatbelts as we hit some turbulence we advise you to stay seated for duration of this time, thank you for flying-“  

I stopped listening and got my seatbelt on just as the plane started rumbling. How unfortunate, no sleep tonight, I thought. I looked outside it’d just turned dark, and there wasn’t any light outside except for the moon. The clouds that were a sea of gentle waves a few moments ago had suddenly gained speed. They looked heavier and ominous all of a sudden. Was it just dark or did those clouds look like storm clouds?

I decided to be optimistic and think this was regular occurrence.

That is until we dropped a couple thousand feet.  

One second I was gazing at the clouds, the next I was holding onto my seat for dear life. The plane sharply dropped like rock, without any warning or indication.

As if the engines had failed and all the momentum of a few hundred ton vehicle had simply disappeared.

Turning my head to the side I saw the ocean stretch for miles, the sun setting just beyond the horizon. It looked like the eye of a giant beast before its final breath.

‘at the speed the plane was hurtling towards the ocean I felt as if my final breath would arrive faster.’

I flashed back to this comi-, sorry manga; I was reading in Tokyo about pirates and fish people that could control water. I hoped if they were real they would be nice and give us a helping hand. I heard the sound of metal and machinery tearing apart, screeching.

I looked out the window again and say the wing breaking off into pieces hurtling them above since we were falling faster.

I heard more tearing only this time it was a lot closer, I glanced up as a roof of the plane started to peel off. The pieces of metal disappeared from view.

Well, at least we it couldn’t be any worse.

Honestly, I didn’t see how it could be, the odds of dying had reached the triple digits.

What did fate have against me? Assuming fate was real does that mean there are three cackling old ladies trying to kill me with scissors? (AN: Greek gods-the fates)

An entire section of my compartment broke off of the plane.  I decided there was no way I was going to die in the seat. The only reason I was still in the seat was because i couldn't decide whether to go down with the ship or just jump out the side of the plane and see how that works out.

The plane groaned and the seats attached to the broken parts of the floor started to come apart at the seams. There were some strange looking metals in the floor that didn’t match with the other material of the plane.

'Is this why the plane’s breaking apart, I thought. This plane must have been hastily built, I guessed. Since, it seemed to be the only logical explanation and I read about something like this in a book, the husband lost his nephew and his family because the company making the planes took out all the good parts to sell elsewhere and the planes were forcibly made by substituting parts, the turbulence was too much and the engines failed causing the deaths of his family and of  hundreds of passengers'

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'There's no way people actually do that, i thought, its much too stupid and the losses are larger than the profits.'

A suitcase came flying out of nowhere and bashed me in the face. If the fates were trying to send me a sign, it was it wasn't too subtle....

All the passengers were screaming. At least, i was pretty sure they were, the noise of the wind and the snapping of metal made it hard to tell.

Well, this was a horrible way to end the school trip. I knew we should've gone to hawaii.

For some reason, I had become strangely calm, which was most likely because everyone was screaming for their lives. That might've helped, I don't have to panic because they're doing it for me was my line of reasoning.

The plane turned sideways and started tumbling in like an olympic gymnist, probably because it only had one wing.

The plane wasn’t meant to tolerate all this damage and started to break into pieces. Like the titanic the plane had a clean break down the middle and the back end separated from the front end, twirling away.

Then the people who hadn’t been wearing seatbelts started to  fall out of the giant gaping hole. Which happened to be most of my classmates and a number off random things mostly cellphones. Seriously, there were so many that if i had gotten a hold of them i could've started a small business...

They had been asleep when the announcement had come on so there was no way anyone could’ve done anything. But that didn’t stop my strange urge of wanting to open my seatbelt and dive after them. 

Not that it would’ve made a difference.

I didn’t know why I thought that would help, other than getting me killed along with them, I guess I could smile at them with them and die together. Man, I'm horrible.

The belt buckle had broken and I was sent flying into open air, I guess i never had a choice in the matter.  Things stopped spinning and i managed to reorient myself. The sun just touching the horizon to my right. My seat slowly spinning to my immidiate left, I faced the sunset, I watched the myriad of colors impressed, this was definitely one of those once in a life time opportunity if I thought about it optimistically.

Sky-diving was something I had always wanted to, even if this was one way ticket to the underworld. I didn't know whether my heart was beating so fast because how terrifying it all was or that I was happy because I was sky-diving. More how terrifying it was probably. It almost didn't feel real, because it felt like an amplified version of when you stick you head out the window. It felt great.

I was enjoying the feeling of wind pushing up under me like it was supporting me, an indescribable feeling welled up, I shouted at the top of my lungs,

"WHOOOOOO-HAHAHA-HAAAH!" 

Well, now that was exhilarating. 

Now to clear the air.

I cursed a few people. 

My unclewas one. He told me almost gleefully that magic didn't exist and crushed a lot of childhood dreams. Like hell i couldn't breath fire...

a middle school bully, he always ate my lunch Unfotunately, I wasn't as bad back then as i was now, i would've spiked the food...

and that cat, the one black one that always annoyed me. When I was 12, i was blowing out the candles it jumped into the cake and acted aborable. I swear it stopped, looked at me and made a triumphant expression. People actually took pictures and called it cute, even my family! Like hell we should've adopted it...

Man, I had a lot of grudges. I was too busy thinking about recipes for grilled cat that I didn't notice a metal pipe whirling through the air out of the corner of my eye.

It smacked me on the head and everything went blank.