As the plane descended, the scene was one of absolute panic.
He could hear screams and prayers around him. Some were desperately trying to turn on their cell phones, probably attempting to send a last message to their loved ones. I love you, goodbye, I shouldn’t have said that. All those phrases that cross your mind when you know they’ll be your last.
Similarly, he was filled with anguish. The same anguish that had accompanied him since he took the subway, 3 hours ago, heading to the airport.
Before the plane shattered into thousands of pieces, his anguish boiled down to a single persistent question:
– Did I turn off the iron?”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Juliano Martinz is a writer, biographer, and creator of the website Corrosiva Literature.