Hey there, Raptor here with a paper I was sopposed to write for my Academic Writing class. I plan on turning this in this week. It is a Historical Narrative, the speaker is... Well, you'll find out.

With alarms going off near and far, I know it is time. I hurry to gather my things, knowing I can not under any circumstances be late. Today is July 16 1969. This is the day the crew and I attempt to reach the Moon by Shuttle. I am so glad and happy to know we will be the first of mankind to land on the moon, if all goes accordingly. Then around the corner of the room in which I am grabbing all I can for the trip, I hear voices. Michael Collins, a crew member that will be traveling with me, says “Come on Neil, we need to go, Buzz is waiting for us, we are going to make history!” I follow eagerly, I don't want to keep Buzz Aldrin waiting.
We arrive shortly to where the shuttle lays and enter quietly without talking. With Command Control yelling orders, talking is pointless as you can't even hear yourself. “Hey, about time you all showed up,” Buzz said as he made himself more comfortable. “We are about to launch.” He finished. I sat and waited, and was preparing to ask a question when I the door closed next to me. Then the countdown began, so I braced myself. 10.. 9.. 8.. 7.. 6.. 5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1, I heard Michael and Buzz begin turning switches and pressing buttons. I was the commander of the crew, so my job was to overlook them and make sure tasks and such were done correctly. I tried to sit up to see exactly what they were doing, but I couldn't, then I remembered how the magnificent speed of the rocket engines pushing us created a massive gravity pull. All I could do is sit back until we exited the atmosphere. After several minutes I received a call from the Mission Control base down on the planet below that kept getting smaller every second. I answered and was relieved to know we were about to enter space. I gazed out the window, because what I was viewing is something no other man had ever seen. Suddenly, I felt weightless.. A dream? No.. I unlocked my seat harness and began to float. This was incredible, a feeling like nothing I had ever experienced before. Buzz yelled back “Moon is in sight!” Judging from what I had been told in training, it would be a couple of days before we would reach the moon, so I slept knowing the following day we would be even closer to the goal.
Slowly but surely days passed. Day by day the moon got larger and more magnificent, when on the 20th, four days after we had left, I knew we were close enough to begin the landing phase, also undoubtedly the most dangerous part of the mission. I could see Buzz and Michael slightly worried, but I reassured them all things would go perfectly just like planned. I sat back and let the pilots do what they had been trained for. Gradually speed began to pick up and before too long we were racing toward the surface of the moon, which we had hoped so dearly to land on with grace and perfection. As things began to get more hectic, I reminded Michael to open the flaps that would create drag to help us descend more slowly. He immediately did so and I felt better, as I could actually feel the shuttle descending more slowly. “I'm going to lower landing gear,” Buzz said. I then heard the creaking of the landing gear lower. And with a large thud, we had finally reached our goal. We landed on the moon. I congratulated all of the crew, we had done an excellent job. I left to change into a suit for extraterrestrial activity. The suit would help me walk on the moon with no harm from ultraviolet rays and the extreme icy cold of the outer space. As we all prepared ourselves, I thought back to all we had accomplished: We made dreams come true, and we were about to walk on the moon, something no other country had ever done. Surges of adrenalin shot through my veins. I was ready. The hatch opened revealing even more detail of the moon. It was absolutely stunning. I took the first step down the ladder, then another to follow. This is when I said something I had been preparing to say this entire trip. As I took the last step off the ladder and onto the moon surface I said, “One small step for man..... One giant leap for mankind.” I stepped out, and firmly planted the American flag steps away from the aircraft. With this we had reached our goal, and in a bigger sense, a dream.

(By me of course)
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