Lesson 3-Writing Assignment

Lesson 3-Writing Assignment

ID: 1845347   (Rated: E) Lesson 3-Writing Assignment  Two lovers crash their plane in a desert, and with troubles, make it home. by chip

         Francis Penchant and Maria Woodall were flying over the Mohave Desert in their rented piper-cub plane when,

due to a seperationin the welding of its gas tank, gasoline began to leaking. Soon, the aircraft ran out of fuel. However Francis, being a

highly trained pilot, managed to navigate the craft to a puffy, plateu where it skidded awhile and came to a stop. The, henious, wreck

mangled itself around Maria. Francis was thrown from the plane and sustained a compound fracture of his femur and was bleeding,

struggling hard to gain his senses.

         Maria cried out, "Frankie, Frankie, I'm stuck and can't move." There wasn't a sound coming from Francis seemingly

disorientated. After crying out over and over, Francis made some groans

         Maria where are you?"

          Hystaricly, Maria cried out, "Frankie, gasoline is dripping on me." The few ounces of fuel left in the tank dripped

slowly on Maria's head, splashing a bit into her right eye.

         "Oh no, sweetheart, I'll get you out don't worry. "Maria, my leg is broken badly," Francis said.

         "Oh God, " Maria said. "What are we to do? What's going to happen?"

Frankie wrapped his bleeding, wound with his shirt and secured it with his belt. He crawled over to the wreckage to set Maria free,

nearly passing out.

         "Pull the seat out from under me and please hurry."

Frankie grasped the pipe structure the seat was attached to. Lovingly, He pulled and he tugged and he used all his strength and he

budged the frame. Maria made it partially out. Because the sun's heat waves were so intense, the skin of the plane became sizzling

hot; it ignited a small amount of fuel. Unfortunately, it was making its way toward where it was dripping on Maria.

"Maria, take my shirt and cover your head, now!"

         Francis loosed his makeshift, tight, and painful tourniquet. He gave Maria the shirt so that the fuel wouldn't catch her hair on fire,

quickly replacing it with his undershirt. The drops fell on the cloth resting on Maria's head within a minute the fuel stopped dripping.

         Three dune buggy vehicles driven by teen boys appeared and went to the wreck.

         "Holy man, we'll bring you to the docs. Here let us help you up and into our limos," the eldest said. The trip into town was

bumpy, but a life-saving trek.

         The doctor set Francis' bone and treated them both for shock and heat stroke and treated Maria's right eye. It wasn't

too long before the couple was back at home, trying to keep the journalists away. Within the year the couple was married, their love

having grown due to the tragedy.