My New York Dream

There were passengers waiting in the line. A family with two adults and two kids, one of them was a little blonde girl around the three years old I guessed and the other girl was between the eight and ten. They were teasing each other, but the younghest fell on the ground causing her to cry softly. As the parents ran over to help her up, the oldest one was looking away. I sigh softly. Has it really been that long that I was so young? I'm eighteen now and here I am. Standing in line, waiting for the plane to come. I was about to leave my home and follow my dream. Moving to New York. I still can't believe I was actually doing this. After all those years of hard work and saving up money. The ticket was locked in my hands, because I was too scared I would lose it. I smiled and waited. "Passengers for New York can start boarding." Here we go.