DONT FORGE TO VOTEEEEEE
__________________________________________________________________________________________ Walking into the Airport, I could see so many people. There must have been a couple hundred people, or maybe even more, and realizing the situation made my anxiety kick in. Being me, I don't do well in social situations because people scare me. "U-um,dad..?" I said quietly," Yes?" he replied, "How long will the flight be?" "Only a couple of hours, love, nothing to worry about."
I've never taken a ride on a plane before, or around more than 20 or 30 people for that matter, so i'm kindof worried about how this will go...
So it came time for us to board our flight, but luckily we had seats next to each other, so i wouldnt have to sit next to a strange old person or a pervert or someone like that. The flight itself was a first class flight, so the seats were nice, the plane had wifi, and , honestly, that was all i cared about. When i get stressed, i go to the internet for support. and it always delivers. Thats the thing about the internet, it is always there for you, because people never are.
The flight , like my father said, lasted for about 3 hours, and went on without a hitch. There was no turbulence, no silly kid who kicked the back of the seat, no nothing. It was a peaceful ride, plus the wifi, and I didn't mind it too much. When we got off the plane, i was surprised at the temperature difference. Compared to my home, it was less extreme.
Maybe.....Maybe I can learn to love this place...
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