A parachuting accident...
I found myself on an airport bus. But it wasn't a bus,it took off so it was a plane... I kept wondering how the plane /bus could have such Big windows and still keep intact in the air and in all that turbulence (I felt sick).
The airbus had several jumpers in it. Pro parachuters. I felt even sicker now. I noticed that I too had a parachute on. It had a long purple rope attached to it but the rope was not attached to anything.
Everyone else had a big red handle on their chest to open their parachute. I kept shouting that I would NOT jump 'cause A) it's stupid to leave a perfectly fine plane in the middle of flight and B) I've never jumped so I could hurt myself by hitting the ground the wrong way...
The pilot opened the bus doors and the first 3 men jumped.
No-one seemed to give a fxck about my opinion about not wanting to jump. They just kept talking about the weather and how they loved to pack their own chutes...
Who had packed my parachute?
I know I didn't do it.
Maybe my pack was empty?!!
Why was nobody listening to me?!
What kind of "a learning experience" is this?
I thought about charging in to the cockpit and taking over the plane. Maybe I had a knife on me or Anything that I could use as a weapon?
...no. I can't.
I can't do that to the pilot. It's not his fault I'm up here... or is it?
I never jumped. The airbus landed. Most of us did not jump. I never heard about the ones that jumped.
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