Brittany's+Descriptive+Writing

I flutter my eyes, and sit up. All I can see is the endless blue. An angry crash meets my ears. My nose twitches as a salty and unearthly smell reaches it. I taste what I thinks was my last meal. I feel wood beneath me. My stomach starts to somersault like a pelican trying to catch a speedy fish. All of a sudden, I start hearing eruptions in the distance. You can see, faintly, earth flying everywhere. Was I dreaming, or am I really there?

Brittany