Chapter 8

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I woke up gasping for air. So that was the dream and in that dream I felt like I had woken up from a dream? I was so confused.
"Are you okay?" Mum asked me, concerned.
I just nodded then walked over to the bathroom to get ready. I looked in the mirror and saw that I looked an absolute mess. My hair was tangled, my makeup was all over the place and I had huge black bags under my eyes.
As soon as I'd gotten ready I walked back into the main room. Mum and Josh were picking up the last few bags ready to go.
"I managed to book a flight for 9:30 last night" Mum said.
I looked at my phone. 8:47. Just enough time to have some breakfast at the airport. We walked across to the airport again after checking out of the hotel. We stopped at a little cafe and bought some sausage rolls.
About half an hour later we were boarding the plane. I hate planes.

"How long will this take?" I asked mum.

"Nine hours" She replied.

Nine hours?! And it wasn't even night so I couldn't really sleep through it. I was about to turn the TV that was attached the head of the seat infront of me on but woman came out and started instructing people on how to use the seat belts and what to do in an emergency. That's why I hate planes, we could so easily crash and die.

A few minutes later when the woman had finished talking she went back inside a small room behind her and the plane began to take off.

I looked over to Josh, he looked just as terrified as I was. I could now turn the TV on. I picked up a small packet hanging from the TV. It contained a pair if white earphones. I plugged them into the TV an chose to watch The Titanic. I must have fallen asleep at some point because when I woke up again the plane was rocking slightly. Thoughts raced through my head. Am I going to die?! What's going on?!

Sorry for the skipping in this chapter guys !xxx

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