The plane.
By Briony
The plane
could not land, the pilots did not know what to do. The passengers were
screaming and I was just getting a headache. Suddenly I found my mum and older
sister praying. I was closing my eyes as tight as I could. I was hearing the
pilots muttering how to fix the panel. Then I found I was undoing my seat belt
and walking to the control room. Tumbling and tossing I moved to the big narrow
room. I opened the grey rusty metal door. There were the pilots rushing round
pushing all the buttons like a curious child. I went over and said to one of
them in a shaking voice "why is the plane not stopping" then the
other pilot said "because one of us has jammed something but we don't know
what ".
"I'll
help you if you like" I said and the pilot said "ok". Then I
grabbed the side of one of the machines and then suddenly I tripped and banged
my left arm in to the main control panel and just then one of the men put their
feet on the landing gear. Suddenly the plane was soaring. The pilots turned to
the control panel and then they were cheering. One of them turned the plane
back round to the airport and I ran in where the passengers were and told them
it was ok. When we were at the airport my mum and my sister hugged me tight.