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The Place Of My Dreams

The Place Of My Dreams

Prologue

In the late 2030 s and early 2040 s the National Aeronautics and Space Association wants to send humans to mars on a two year mission. I, Micah Wilson want to go.This story is about what would most likely happen if I got the chance. Enjoy.

The place of my dreams

4-7-2043

Cape Canaveral-Pad 39A

15:21

I had always dreamt of them; silvery cylinders leaping into the air; fire gushing out of nozzles with a roar. As a boy I read books about space and rockets, men who dared to go into it, books about ordinary people with one thing in common, their hunger for knowledge. At age seven I did a project about Buzz Aldrin, the second man on the moon, and have always put him in higher esteem than Neil Armstrong, the first. I continued to study space and at age ten read “ ROCKET BOYS, ” by Homer Hickam, and I learned about the anatomy of rockets and the necessary components to make a rocket fly.

15:25

Now I sit in this capsule aboard this rocket awaiting the sight I made so familiar from a different perspective. News flash: I will

be THE FIRST human to EVER set foot on the red planet.

15:28

Houston comes on over the headset mounted into my helmet, “Twenty seconds and counting. T minus 15 seconds, guidance is

internal. Twelve, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence starts.” A roar fills my ears. “6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,” A sudden pressure is placed across my

body and I am filled with adrenaline. “All engines running

OFF ! ” I turn on my microphone and give the report that we had cleared the tower. My mission Commander Alex Gable tuned in and started talking, “This is the Falcon here, Hades 9 mission, Lift off is successful.

15:35

Seven minutes later our view out the window has changed, I look

out and I see

Looking out the window to my left or right you see a large wall of blue and green, or more of a gradually shrinking orb. Despite the amazing beauty of what used to be my home it looks so bleak, so desolate, so lonely that I am filled with a great sadness. Looking back at the planet fills me with emptiness. I lean back in my chair, look at Alex, and ask a simple question, “Ready?” “Yeah, turn it on.” is the reply. He leans back, almost shoulder to shoulder with me. I reach for a lever, tap a few buttons, and pull the lever. The back stage, our solid fuel boosters fell off.

LIFT

nothing, that is if you look the way I am.

15:38

We continue onward in our journey to Mars, staring out the window and occasionally pressing buttons. I realize, most people think of space as a beautiful place, from pictures seen online,

but no, it is bleak, desolate, devoid of anything for millions of miles. In every direction except back I see nothing.

16:22

We have been going on for more than an hour now

has really changed. We can still see the earth, and still we see nothing else in any other direction. I open the hatch situated at the bottom of the capsule and float down into the living area. Just floating around I begin to think and am filled with an overjoyed feeling. I am going to the place of my dreams.

Nothing

Epilogue

5 years later

The Charlotte Observer

Todaymarksthethirdanniversarythatourastronautsreturnedtoearth

fromtheplanetmarsafteratwoyearmissionthere.Congratulations

astronautsandthankyouforallthatyoudidforthiscountry.

Acknowledgements ThankyoutoMrs.Passe,theworld’sbest5thgradeteacher,forlettingusdothisassignment.

Acknowledgements

ThankyoutoMrs.Passe,theworld’sbest5thgradeteacher,forlettingusdothisassignment.

ThankyouBuzzAldrinforinspiringmetodomystoryonthistopic.

ThankyouGraham,SantoshandConnorforbeingmypeereditors.

Abouttheauthor

MynameisMicahWilson,Iamanelevenyearoldboywhoonedaywishestogotomars.I

wrotethisstorybasedonmygoalsforthefuture.

MynameisMicahWilson,Iamanelevenyearoldboywhoonedaywishestogotomars.I wrotethisstorybasedonmygoalsforthefuture.