We arrived at the airport around 9am. Our plane was taking off at noon.
After all the luggage weighing and all the other things we headed toward our gate number.
My dad was feeling hungry so he suggested we ate at the "Brunch and Munch" place. Of course.
I wasn't feeling too good. Whenever I get on a plane I get kinda airsick just the thought of the plane was making my stomach do somersaults. As soon as the smell of bacon reached my nose I threw up.
"Sweetie are you okay?" my mom said rushing over to me.
"I just don't feel too well" I said.
"Well, come on let's go to the bathroom and get you cleaned up" she said.
I went with her to the bathroom. I rinsed my mouth out in the sink.
"How you feeling?" my mom said rubbing my back.
"Not good" I said.
"I know you don't do well on planes but, are you sure you want to get on it?" she said.
"Yes mom. I'm getting on the plane" I said.
**3 HOURS LATER**
We were on the plane.
The captain started speaking.
We will be taking off in 10 minutes so buckle down and get ready for takeoff.
Thank you that'll be all..
I calmed myself down. Took deep breaths and waited for the plane to take off.
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Hope you guys liked it! Sorry it was short. I've kinda been on writers block lately.
