Your honour, my client would like to say
something.
“She may.” The date was 1945 may the 4th
I hop on
the 12 a clock train to Liverpool, it was silent the whole way there.
I got off and into the carriage “get to the point.” Yes sir,
So I got onto the plane we took off, after 2 hours
I looked out the plane window and saw the wing has caught fire. I screamed the
plane started straight into a nose dive.
The plane after the crash was was … a very ugly sight
to see.
“So your honour what will happen now.”
By Sarah
Sarah I loved the words by nadir
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