The time it took to get to her was unbearable. I almost couldn't stand sitting still for this long. The plane was as cramped as the middle school valentine dances. I could feel the warm breath of the man behind me who wouldn't stop staring at the story I wanted to read. I ended up not getting a forth of the way in to stop the man's moist and at the same time somehow dry breath off my neck.When the plan finally came to a complete stop I felt relief fill my body like a gazelle escaping another hunter. I grabbed my bags and almost jumped out of the plane. I would not be on that metal flying cage for any longer. I could still remember the sounds of every single cry of a child or baby echoing through the plane like a bat screech. This was my first plane ride too. So this was not a good first impression for me.
When I got to the waiting lobby I started to look for the loved of my life. Hopping that they would be here waiting for me. I wandered the airport for what seemed like hours. Although admittedly I was probably only searching for forty-five minutes. Then I finally saw them. The two most wonderful people I've ever met in my life. I wont say there names here however, that's more of a personal thing.
My loves looked me in the eyes and ran fast at me like hungry zombies. But their intentions were loving and caring. I let them tackle me down in a hug and kissed them both on the lips. Their breath smelled nice. It seemed like they prepared for this moment with some mints and spray. I touched their cheeks with stars in my eyes. Thier skin felt like smooth silk rugs, flawless and new. I finally found them. After all this time. I can finally be truly happy.
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Short StoryIt's my time to shine again. I'm makinf short stories every day at school and I'm pretty happy that I am. I'm just writing for the hell of it. I hope y'all like it. See yah