Ticket to Heaven, a short story
You are here: Home » Ticket to Heaven, a short story. The boys are getting so big. (Christopher left, Nico, right.) I entered this short story into my first competitive contest. I didn't win, so I will publish it here. - cf June 9, 2016 I shifted the steering controller of my fighter plane hard to the left. I wildly pulled the stick to the right, hoping I got enough zig-zag to thwart the attacking, relentless enemy plane. The G force of the plane made me dizzy. I squeezed my muscles to prevent blood from rushing to my brain. I know through my training that if too much blood is drained from my brain, I would black out. "I'm okay, I'm okay," I shouted. I was only reassuring myself since I was the lone occupant in this cockpit. I needed to think, but my adrenaline created such extreme tunnel vision. I have to focus and get away before I die! "Fly forward, fly forward," I shouted. "Keep focused!" The plane darted south and upward...