Ten… The clock started the countdown. I checked my seatbelt again. This was the real thing! Three, two, one, zero! I felt the G-force press me into my seat, it hurt! I gripped the armrests tight, wishing I could relieve the pressure. I looked out the window hoping for a distraction… The view was breath taking, the earth blues and greens shrouded in wispy clouds.
I needed to write a short paragraph for school about the narrator’s first blast off in a rocket.