nothings secret

the flight

"Flight 727 is now bording, flight 727 is now bording, thank you" dad looked at me "that's us" He was grinning so big.

For years me and my mom dreamed of paris. My room decorated with all paris items. It was our thing. So when she died 3 years ago from a massive Brian tumor I knew I HAD to go.

The over look of Arizona was absolutely beautiful. The grand Canyon was breath taking. I love it all. I finished 2 books by the time we got to paris. Omg the view! The beautiful Eiffel Tower right by my side. I looked down at the bracelet my teacher got me when she came. It's was a medal Eiffel Tower with rhinestones on the in side and the bracelet part was pink elastic. "Onna I want juice" said lacy, my 7 year old sister, so I I got up and tryed to find a flight attendant. I stumbled by the bathroom where I herd loud noises. "Hello, is everything ok?" I looked around. No one. I let it go and asked go main flight attendant for some apple juice and went back to my seat. I had this feeling of someone watching me. Taking mental note of everything I did.

Soon enough we landed and I was setting foot on french soil. I was almost crying. This experience remind me of mom. She would have loved this. It's so beautiful. I have taught myself french so when my dad needed a map I was the only one who knew what to say. "Bonjour, ji ai besoin d' une carte?" My dad and sister looked so confused and shocked that the lady knew what I said."oui" she handed me a neatly folded map. I said "merci, au revior" and left. After a few minutes my dad asked "what on earth did you say?" I looked at him like he was crazy. " I said can I have a map and she said yes and then I said thank you, good bye."

We got on the train to the hotel. Only a 15 from the Eiffel Tower. But a 2 hour ride from the airport. "I'm going pee" I said. My dad nodded ok. I went to the bathroom cart when a cold hand graded my arm and pulled me.