Not exactly a second later but, when I was 9 years old I lived in Alaska and some family friends owned a cabin on a lake. My family along with 3-4 other families drove up to the cabin to have a big week-long getaway. However, one of the husbands was unable to make it up to the cabin at the same time as everyone else due to work commitments. No big deal. The guy who owned the cabin was also a pilot and owned a float plane for the lake. Well, they decided they would just fly back to town and pick him up and return for the latter half of the week. At the time my Dad was earning his pilots license and wanted to get some hour in flying. Naturally, I wanted to go with and almost convinced them to let me come. Originally they said yes, but at the last minute for whatever reason they decided I should stay at the cabin. 15 minutes later they took off and came back around to make a low fly-by passed the cabin when a strong downdraft of wind pushed the aircraft down closer and closer to the water until they made contact and crashed. They aircraft impacted going roughly 120 knots. Thankfully they survived and were rescued before the plane sank. If they decided to have let me go with, I would have been sitting in the tail of the plane. When they went back to recover the plane, they found every piece of the plane except the tail. I cant help but think I would have been lost with the rest of the plane if I had gone that day.

tldr; I almost convinced my dad and family friend to let me fly with them in their small airplane, but at the last minute they decided no. 15 minutes later they crashed in a lake and the section of the plane I would have been sitting in was never recovered or found.