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Courtesy of Richard Johnson’s Imagination Series

One of my favorite things about Dream Flight Adventures is the way it stirs the imagination of everyone it touches.  Today I’m delighted to share a beautiful piece of fan fiction inspired by Vesuvius that was written by a high-achieving sixth grader at Shaler Area Elementary School:

Vesuvius

By: Allie

I was sitting at my desk staring out the window. It was a gloomy Tuesday, much like any other day in October. The clouds meandered aimlessly overhead, blocking the sun from my view.  It was frigidly cold outside, even for the middle of fall. I was waiting for class to be dismissed for 9th period, my GATE period. I was impatiently staring at the clock, waiting for the minute arm to move over to the five. I could practically hear it ticking. Biting my lip in anticipation, I placed a hand on my folder, waiting for my teacher to tell us that class was over. As soon as the arm reached it’s destination, I snatched up my belongings from my desk and dashed out the door into the crowded hallway. Practically throwing my stuff into my bag, I skipped off to the GATE room. We were going to go into the simulator, and I was assigned as Captain. I wanted to get to the debriefing room quickly so my favorite seat wouldn’t be taken.

When I got to the debriefing room, I realized I was the first one there. Sitting down at my usual seat, I saw my friend, also excited for the simulator, walking in the door.

“What took you so long?” I whined.

“What’s the rush?” she questioned, ”I was running, trying to catch up with you, and I still didn’t catch up!”

“We’re going into the simulator today! We’re trying out a new mission! And I’m captain!” I explained as I leaned back, relaxing in my chair.

“I knew that!” she explained. After a while, the rest of the class got there and sat down in the rows of red chairs. After the last student entered through the door, Mr.Penn appeared from behind the wall that separated the control panel from the rest of the room. He explained the mission we were going on. It was called Vesuvius. In short, we had to go into a volcano on Craft Island. A world renowned volcanologist predicted that it was going to erupt, and evacuated the island. The volcano never did erupt, and now he’s a laughing stock. We have to find out whether or not it will erupt.

“Awesome!” I whispered to my friend on my left.

He nodded and answered, ”I know. I wish I was captain. You’re so lucky.” I smiled smugly, and gave my attention back to Mr.Penn, who was reading the positions off of a roster. Sure enough, I was first on the list as captain. We all lined up to go through the revolving door that led into the IKS Titan. It was like the door you see at the fancy hotels. I rather liked those kind of doors. When I got into the ship after waiting for the other thirteen kids, I sat in the Captain’s Chair, which I had awarded “The Most Comfortable Chair on the Ship”. I sighed, staring at the LED lights that lined the walls, watching how they turned from red, to orange, to yellow, and so on. I listened as the air conditioner hummed in the corner of the room, wishing they would turn it down a bit. Forgetting my hoodie in my locker was not one of my better ideas. Getting up out of my chair, I stood in front of the screen, directly in front of the plasma ball that glowed on the dashboard.

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