“Amber Kowalski from Illinois, please report to NASA headquarters through teleportation, I repeat, Amber Kowalski from Illinois, please report to NASA headquarters through teleportation, thank you.”
That was the message that would forever change my life. Everybody knew what would happen if NASA called you to their headquarters. You would get put in the “waiting room”.
The “waiting room” is a top secret area located in the headquarters of NASA space center. NASA secretly chooses two people from each US state, 21 and over, to come and get entered in a drawing to go on one of their missions, and my hologram just so happened to show that I was chosen from Illinois, for “mission Jupiter”. None of the astronauts wanted to go on mission Jupiter, and …show more content…
“Mission Jupiter takes about 43 minutes to arrive, because of our lightspeed rockets, and you will be there for about 1.5 months. Oh, and I almost forgot, if you get chosen don’t expect to survive. Now over to you Carl!”.
“Thanks Paul, now for the moment of truth! The first person to be going on mission Jupiter will be…”.
There was dead silence in the crowd, so silent you could hear the person breathing from across the room.
“Ashley Z. from Hawaii!” Carl shouted with excitement.
The crowd was no longer silent. There were tears from Ashley, screams from her family, and excitement from those who didn’t get picked as they took her away.
“Okay then, if we could all just be quiet now, the next person to be going on mission Jupiter is…” Carl said with a smirk on his face.
Once again, dead silence, although this time I think everybody held their breath.
“Samantha S. from Alaska!” Carl yelled happily.
This time, nobody cried, and nobody screamed. Everybody just cheered that they didn’t get picked. In the crowd, there was no Samantha. A couple minutes later a strange man whispered something into Carl’s ear, then he gave another …show more content…
Not just because I was scared but because I was hurt from the crash. The knife used for food came down straight into my foot, and pinned me to the rocket, along with many other cuts and bruises. I pulled out the knife, and laid down on the chairs to think about all that just happened. I must’ve fallen asleep because I woke up to the sound of something in the rocket.
“Pst. Hey! You there! I bandaged up your foot!”
“Wh-What? Who’s there? Is that a...pineapple? And potato? And a llama, or is that a unicorn? Oh, I must be going crazy,” I thought to myself.
“You seemed to have crashed into Pineapple Landia! We would like to welcome you!”
“Uhhh, hello there...things. My name is Amber and I come in peace.”
“You don’t have to be nervous, now come with us, to our city! We have lots of stuff!” The pineapple said excitedly. “Oh, and my name is Harry the Pineapple, this is Larry the Potato, and Patrick the Unicorn, and last but not least, Goose the umm...well I don’t really know what Goose is.”
I walked to the city with Harry, Larry, Patrick, and Goose, only to meet 2 more “people”.
“Hello Patricia and Felisha, this is Amber, Amber, this is Patricia and Felisha. They are Llama-Camel-Bowtie-Hat-HybridZA! (Jazzhands)” Harry said very
That was the message that would forever change my life. Everybody knew what would happen if NASA called you to their headquarters. You would get put in the “waiting room”.
The “waiting room” is a top secret area located in the headquarters of NASA space center. NASA secretly chooses two people from each US state, 21 and over, to come and get entered in a drawing to go on one of their missions, and my hologram just so happened to show that I was chosen from Illinois, for “mission Jupiter”. None of the astronauts wanted to go on mission Jupiter, and …show more content…
“Mission Jupiter takes about 43 minutes to arrive, because of our lightspeed rockets, and you will be there for about 1.5 months. Oh, and I almost forgot, if you get chosen don’t expect to survive. Now over to you Carl!”.
“Thanks Paul, now for the moment of truth! The first person to be going on mission Jupiter will be…”.
There was dead silence in the crowd, so silent you could hear the person breathing from across the room.
“Ashley Z. from Hawaii!” Carl shouted with excitement.
The crowd was no longer silent. There were tears from Ashley, screams from her family, and excitement from those who didn’t get picked as they took her away.
“Okay then, if we could all just be quiet now, the next person to be going on mission Jupiter is…” Carl said with a smirk on his face.
Once again, dead silence, although this time I think everybody held their breath.
“Samantha S. from Alaska!” Carl yelled happily.
This time, nobody cried, and nobody screamed. Everybody just cheered that they didn’t get picked. In the crowd, there was no Samantha. A couple minutes later a strange man whispered something into Carl’s ear, then he gave another …show more content…
Not just because I was scared but because I was hurt from the crash. The knife used for food came down straight into my foot, and pinned me to the rocket, along with many other cuts and bruises. I pulled out the knife, and laid down on the chairs to think about all that just happened. I must’ve fallen asleep because I woke up to the sound of something in the rocket.
“Pst. Hey! You there! I bandaged up your foot!”
“Wh-What? Who’s there? Is that a...pineapple? And potato? And a llama, or is that a unicorn? Oh, I must be going crazy,” I thought to myself.
“You seemed to have crashed into Pineapple Landia! We would like to welcome you!”
“Uhhh, hello there...things. My name is Amber and I come in peace.”
“You don’t have to be nervous, now come with us, to our city! We have lots of stuff!” The pineapple said excitedly. “Oh, and my name is Harry the Pineapple, this is Larry the Potato, and Patrick the Unicorn, and last but not least, Goose the umm...well I don’t really know what Goose is.”
I walked to the city with Harry, Larry, Patrick, and Goose, only to meet 2 more “people”.
“Hello Patricia and Felisha, this is Amber, Amber, this is Patricia and Felisha. They are Llama-Camel-Bowtie-Hat-HybridZA! (Jazzhands)” Harry said very