Plane Crash Descriptive Writing

In 1941 we were moved into a small apartment in a ghetto. The getto was run down and was surrounded by a barbed wire fence. I noticed that in the side of the fence there was a small hole that was big ebough for a girl like me to get through. I thought that, that could be my escape plan If anything went wrong. I had to tell my family about it that we could all escape together. We walked into and apartment and it turns out that we were in a room with 12 other

”At the time of the attack I was in my room shaving. The word was passed "Away Fire and Rescue Party;" just as I was leaving my room the second word was passed for all hands to man their General Quartets Stations closely followed by a shock of a hit. I glanced at my clock as I was leaving my room and noticed the time was a few minutes before 8:00 A.M. I started for my station in Radio Central; as I was passing along the third deck up a port ammunition passageway, I felt two more hits. The lights went out in the passageway except for one battle light and two panel lights in the boat crane machinery space. By the time I reached the compartment abreast the armory the ship had picked up a ten to fifteen list to port; there were a couple of battle lights on in this compartment. Water and oil were bubbling up along the junction of the bulkhead and deck of the electrical work shop, port side”(D.L. Westfall)

I looked into the sky and around 183 aircrafts flew through the air. Everyone looked around at each other confused to whether this was a drill or an actual attack. Then Admiral Kimmel ran out of his tent and announced to the U.S Naval Fleet that this was not a drill, but a raid. The Japanese commander Mitsuo Fuchida, who was the leader of the attack then called out, “ Tora! Tora! Tora!” People ran in every direction in terror, as the Japanese aircrafts dropped the first

We were dumping tea off the boat and I saw the soldiers. Then I said run and we all were jumping into boats and running on the docks. Luckily no one was caught.They looked for us and the days went by before we could leave our

Skimming low above the rooftops of Tokyo, the crew of the North American Aviation B-25B No. 40-2292 didn’t have time to climb to 1500 feet, the minimum distance considered safe for bombing. First Lieutenant Travis Hoover leveled off at 900 feet and bombardier 1LT Richard “Bud” Miller manually released his bombs, 3-500 lb. demolition bombs and 1 incendiary cluster. It was impossible to see the results of the bombing from the flight deck or from the “Greenhouse,” Miller’s position in the nose. The flight engineer, observing from his dorsal turret, reported that he could see the results. "Yes, Sir," he reported to Hoover. "All four hit close together and there's smoke all over the area. We got it all right!" With that, Richard E. Miller, bombardier in Crew #2 of Doolittle’s Tokyo Raiders, earned his

We were going to be transferred into the battlefield soon, 120th infantry, 30th division, camp Saviour, Greenville, South Carolina. The men were not ready for war yet, they were still just boys and if they couldn’t protect themselves properly from Germany’s favourite weapon than I didn’t believe they were going to make it out alive. The run-way was being used for delivering the gas to our enemy’s on the battlefield. Germany wasn’t the only country to use it back then. While the gas was being loaded, there was supposed to be an inspection officer there watching everything and performing an inspection of the gas so it doesn’t go off in our camp or in the air before they reach the German’s. He was not there and they did not want to wait so they went on with the loading anyway, slowly putting the gas into the plane. We used to use mustard gas as it was the most effective against the

I smickered at the window. At first all I saw was redcoats, but then I saw it. A small sphere was flying through the air in our direction. A grenade! I wondered if we were going to die, but it blew up the redcoats instead. I didn’t know what to think. Was it help or did one of the redcoats lose control of it? I later learned it was veritably two grenades. The Continental Army was coming to save us!

At that point I started to think this is not going to be easy. I arrived at the Air Operations office and managed to get the attention of the Air Operations Officer I showed him my orders and the pilots in the room gathered around, each saying that he should do it since he needed more air time. Believe it or not they set me with my own private flight close to my destination and they scheduled it for 5 P.M. I'm thinking this is easier than I thought. We loaded the equipment on to the C-47 maybe a DC-3. I took my seat, any seat I wanted since I was the only passenger. I sat looking out the window at the lights of the cities we are passing over and, thinking 'is this great or what'. At just about this time the Copilot walks up to me and tells me that we are icing up, and wanted to know if it would be OK with me if we landed at Selfridge AFB. After getting over the shock that they would ask me, a lowly Airman, permission to land. I said sure, but radio ahead and tell them that we have classified equipment on board and to make provisions for its security. Nothing prepared me for what happened next. We landed and were immediately surrounded by at least a dozen Air Police vehicles; with lights flashing that escorted us to a space with even more Air Police with guns. As I walked

“We were bombing Hamburg, Germany, that day. Didn’t have any fighter opposition, but we were hit with flak at 27,000 feet. The hit set the plane on fire. There was a hole in the wing I could have crawled through.” recalled Leonard Kessinger during an early 1990’s interview for the Dailey Telegraph in Princeton W.V.

"We stood around awaiting orders of some kind. General Quarters sounded and I started for my battle station in secondary aft. As I passed through casement nine I noted the gun was manned and being trained out. The men seemed extremely calm and collected. I reached the boat deck and our anti-aircraft guns were in full action, firing very rapidly. I was about three quarters of the way to the first platform on the mast when it seemed as though a bomb struck our quarterdeck. I could hear shrapnel or fragments whistling past me. As soon as I reached the first platform, I saw Second Lieutenant Simonson lying on his back with blood on his shirt front. I bent over him and taking him by the shoulders asked if there was anything I could do. He was dead, or so nearly so that speech was

I ran to a small hut - mud and jumped down behind cover as two men holding pistols in their hands began to shoot at the helicopter, killing the sergeant, and two other soldiers. The pilot began to panic, and he tried to lift off - he

As I arrived at the next safe spot, I said "See? That worked well. Lets do it again!" I started to unload and gave him his signal. He ran, I ran. He ran, I ran. We continued that method until he reached the wall of the bunker. He stepped out a foot, gave me the signal, and I ran my final run to the bunker. As I was running I pulled the pin, and chucked the ovoid object through the bar across the front of the bunker where no concrete was. I ran into the wall below it, crouched and covered my ears. I felt the explosion rattle my lungs and opened my eyes and looked up. There was a German soldier hanging, dead, half-in, half-out of the bunker, covered in soot from the explosion of the

Tonight was another day that I was at the gun again. In the pitch black of night, at the gun, and firing in the general direction of whoever the poor bastard was up there, giving em’ hell. I probably haven’t told you this by now but I am drafted into the 5th Anti-Aircraft Division as a Gunner. Our unit controls the searchlight formations and AA guns in Reading. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this earlier – I was caught up so many times to go out and fire the gun and forgetting to write to you. I think last night we actually managed to get into one of the record amount of planes that were shot down in a single raid. It wasn’t hard at all- there was a continuous stream of them, never ending, like an

One of the most remarkable stories is the one of John Norman. He was a deputy chief of the New York City fire department. He was asleep whenever the first tower of the World Trade Center was hit. He had turned off the ringer on his phone because he was on vacation from work. His plan that day was to sleep in. He was completely unaware of what was going on outside. Then his answering machine got an "all call" message from the department. Still he didn't know what fully was going on so he turned on the television. He said, “As I’m just about to turn off the TV and head for the door, the south tower collapses. I thought it was a bomb." It took him and hour and a half just to get to the city and where he needed to be. He was put in shock whenever

There was only one week before I left for my trip to the Bahamas. My dad had already booked our trip and he told me we were staying in the little hotel across the street from the Atlantis Resort in Nassau, Bahamas. To be honest I was pretty upset about it. Although before leaving for our vacation I was given the great news from my dad that we were not staying at the hotel across from the resort and we were actually staying at the huge Atlantis Royal Towers section of the Atlantis Resort with a great view. This news had completely brightened my day. Two days after finding out the fantastic news we left for the airport at around three o’clock in the morning. We flew out of O’Hare International Airport so we had to ride on a tram to get the airport where something happened that, to me, is rather coincidental. Since it was only three in the morning there was no one on the tram except for my parents and I, along with a young couple. Once we got off the tram we made our way to the gate for our flight to Miami, Florida to board the connecting flight to Nassau. When we got on the plane we recognized the people in our row as the same young couple we saw on the tram earlier in the morning! After landing and making our way to the connecting flight we noticed that the young couple from the flight was going to the Bahamas as well. I just thought that the encounter was a pretty interesting coincidence and is something that I will probably remember for quite a while.