On yahoo, I looked at an article about a girl who has a rare
past. The odds of being in an airplane crash are so little but sadly, it
happens. Crocker was only four years old when the crash changed her life-when
she lost her family and obtained physical scars as long as her later mental
scars. She claims she has no memory of the crash being so young but she thinks
of it every single day. She is reminded of it by the scars on her body and the
tattoo she decided she wanted to have as a reminder- a part of her so present
past. After the crash, Crocker went to live in Alabama with her aunt and uncle
who she was raised by. She remembers that she realized that she was the sole
survivor of the crash in middle school or maybe high school and kept thinking, “why
me?” “why didn’t my brother survive?”. Out of the 154 people on the plane, she
survived.
The plane left a
trail of debris as it crashed. Anything from seats to food to carts and parts. But
not only that, there was also a trail of bodies. They lined a street showing
the horror in the situation.
I think it would be hard to live through your life probably
feeling somewhat normal until you grow old enough to be curious and realize
that something didn’t add up. I bet its hard to think that you were the only
one to live and ask yourself why you? Why didn’t someone else survive? Anyone. Im
not sure if I could feel innocent.
Crocker, despite her past, still flies today with no worries
believing that the odds are most likely in her favor. If its happened to her
before, whats the chance itll happen again?
No comments:
Post a Comment