The Plane Crash
In the flight terminal I looked around. There were rows of chairs, some with people in them, some without. Directly in front of me, a mother comforted her young child who was scared by the new environment, behind that a man was sleeping. It was near supper time so this puzzled me. It was my first time flying alone. I was going to Hawaii to meet up with my grandparents, who retired there. My mother thought it would be a lesson to learn, and since I was already 17 I thought I could handle it. Now that I was actually living it, it was rather frightening. I continued scanning the crowd. All of a sudden an emotion that felt like I was about to throw up my heart hit me as I recognized one of …