The original, 1-page short story version of

THE F-114

Copyright © 1975 by Roger M. Wilcox. All rights reserved.
(writing on this story began 19-September-1975)

The original draft was written by hand in pencil, as a generative writing assignment in 5th grade (yes, fifth grade). It was inspired by a pre-video-game arcade game I played on the Santa Monica pier. All spellings, punctuation, capitalizations, ridiculous aerodyamics, etc. are as in the original.

You have been warned.

One day, I walked down to the pier, & went into the F-114 machine. Then I thought, "If I imagined hard enough, I would be in a real F-114!"

So I imagined hard, & I was in a real F-114! Then a voice from the speaker said, "Start all engines."

So I started them up, & then the same voice said "Take off."

So I reved up the engines, & took off! But then, there was a fleet of enemy aircrafts in front of me, so I started fighting them. I fought them all off. But then, I started going up, & went out of the Earths atmosphere & gravity field! Then the air intakes for the jets closed, & the F-114 ran entirely on rocket fuel. Now the jet was a rocket, & fortunately I had my seat belt on. So then I thought, "If I imagine hard enough, I would be back on the pier!"

So I imagined real hard, & I was back on the pier again.


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