This Crazy Feeling

ThisCrazyFeeling.Part2

I keep checking my phone for the time, I’ve become very impatient to get off of this plane. My ears hurt really bad, and I can’t pop them or they’ll just hurt even more. Plus this girl has fallen asleep and she snores incredibly loud for a tiny girl like her. I’d put on my earphones and listen to more music, if only I didn’t have this headache. I’ve been thinking a lot on this plane about things, about painful things. I start to wonder how my mom and my little sister are doing without me, even though it’s only been two hours since I got on this plane. They’re probably doing just fine, just like how we did just fine when my dad left us. I remember that day like it was a birthday. He’s a great man, and a great father that did a lot to bring back the money. I guess things just got too hard for him, and he wasn’t finished being a kid before having one himself. I figured he just needed some time alone for himself, that someday maybe he’ll be back. However, it’s been five years and I haven’t seen him since. When you don’t see a person you love for a really long time, you suddenly just stop all hope on ever seeing that person ever again.

I stare out the window and see the clouds still beneath me, and then I’m in a flashback of when I was 10. I had a window seat, and my little sister was sitting next to me. She had her little table down and was coloring in her coloring book filled with magical creatures, of course she was only 5 then so she could never stay inside the lines. It bothered me a lot, so I kept my head turned to the window. Just looking down, wondering what it would be like to actually walk on the clouds. I knew I’d just fall through; but if I could I’d feel so strong and powerful. We were on our way to Asia for our one month Vacation. Those memories were one of the last memories I made with my family, my entire family of four. Now it’s just three, and I’m going to have to accept it.

I hear the pilot speaking, “Alright everyone, please fasten your seatbelt we are about to make our way to landing in Seattle Washington in 30 minutes” I realized I’ve been staring outside yet at completely nothing but my own thoughts for the rest of the ride there. I guess it’s true that time flies by faster when you’re still stuck in the past. I really want to write because I’m feeling so depressed, but I’ll just write later when I have time. I put my journal in my bag, and hold my own hand. Suddenly all the green lights turn red, which tells everyone that they need to be fastened to their seats now. I feel the plane tipping forward, towards the ground. It’s like my own body is falling out of the sky, or that feeling you get when your on a roller coaster and you’re going down a steep hill. It’s getting faster now, and even more faster. I hear the air’s force going against the plane, and the plane’s force going against the air. My ears pop on their own, and now everything is much louder. The dropping sensation inside of me gets heavier, when finally I see the small strip of pavement I’m assuming we’ll be landing on.

The small strip of pavement gets bigger as we fly closer to it. Now we’re hovering over the pavement, and I become so impatient. It takes at least 10 minutes for this plane to actually land and come to a stop. “Hello everyone, did you have a nice flight? Please turn back your watches 3 hours earlier to 10 o’clock A.M. thank you. We hope to see you all again on your next flight, have a nice day.” I grab my bag and pull out my phone to fix the time, I also delete Jay’s number while I’m at it. I promised myself I would before I got off the plane. I slowly make my way out the door, passing by the flight attendant wishing everyone a nice trip. I’m walking through the jetway now and I can feel the freshness of the air. The air I’ve never breathed in, and now I’m breating it. I know now, at this point, my adventure just begun.

I walk away from my gate and to the baggage claiming area where it says “Cleveland Ohio”. I see my purple cheetah printed suitcase waiting for me and I run for it. I take it off the baggage claiming area, and realize it broke on the side a little where there’s plastic to keep it’s shape. I wanted to cry a little, this cost a lot. I didn’t have time to get upset though, I need to find my host family. Everywhere around me I see people hugging each other and saying their “I miss you” and “Long time no see!”. Then I see a family standing all by themselves, with no one to hug.