Amelia Earhart

She whooshed like a shooting star across the angry sea.
Racing fast like lighting.
The wind blowing like a flag in the dark night.
Big grey clouds like a fluffy sheep.
Sun shining like a glow.
Flying above the tiny city.
Flying across the lumpy clouds.
It was a deadly adventure.
Trying to keep awake for big storms.
Drinking tomato juice all the way.