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pass back into my pocket and pulled my lucky black baseball cap that Sarah gave
me a few hours ago out of my bag. I slid it on my head right before I stepped
onto the plane.
    My
seat was about halfway down the plane. I put my bag in the overhead bin and sat
down. I watched as only about two dozen people boarded the plane and since
nobody sat next to me I took the window seat. One guy seemed pretty nervous,
had his arm in a sling and coughing into a handkerchief. It didn't bother me
though, at least one person on every flight is sick, no point in avoiding it. After
I buckled I pulled out a pillow from the pocket on the back of the seat in
front of me and leaned my head against the window.
    I
closed my eyes as the Flight Attendant started telling everyone what do if the
masks drop, I’d probably been on more flights then all the other passengers
combined, so I could probably recite the instructions as well as the flight
attendant.
    It
didn’t take me long to fell asleep. The last thing I remember, the Flight
Attendant was demonstrating how to inflate the life vest in case the plane
crashed over water.
     
    8:00
AM, June 13
    I
woke up to see that the fasten seat belt sign being turned off. I looked out
the window and saw that we had landed already and everybody was getting their
bags out of the overhead bins. I stretched my arms out and stood up to get my
own bag. The man seated across the aisle from me looked at me with a surprised
look on his face.
    “Did
you really sleep through the take off and landing?” he asked.
    “Yeah,”
I replied without even thinking. “Why?”
    “I
get too nervous that the plane will crash or something,” he said with a slight
shake to his voice.
    I
let out a chuckle, “More people die in their cars pulling out of their driveway
than in plane crashes. I’ve been flying for twenty years, so I’m just used to
it I guess.”
    “Twenty?”
he asked perplexed. “You don’t look much older then twenty.”
    I
chuckled again, “Twenty-five actually. I’ll be twenty-six in a few weeks.” I
pulled my bag out of the bin and closed it, “My dad works for an airline, so I
fly all the time.”
    “Oh
well this is my first flight,” he said nervously. “I’m just glad to be alive.”
    The
Flight attendant opened the door to let people off the plane.
    “Well
congratulations for surviving,” I said to him with a smile. “Good luck
surviving the dangers outside.”
    “Thanks.”
He said as I walked to the front of the plane to get off.
    I
had to go get my bags from the Baggage claim. As I walked past the other gates
I noticed that people were still discussing riots and diseases, but now not
just in Asia but in Europe and Africa too.
    I
flipped open my phone and called Roxie so she wouldn’t hurt me later.
    “Hey,
did you make it there alright?” she asked right off.
    “Yeah,
no crashes today,” I joked. “Isn’t it a little early for you to be up young
lady?”
    “It’s
8:00 in the morning. Nick and I are watching a movie.” She answered.
    “That’s
funny. I don’t hear a movie in the background,” I observed.
    “Oh
that’s right, we’re having sex,” she admitted with an almost sarcastic tone,
obviously trying to make me uncomfortable though I’d accepted her choices a
long time ago and didn’t doubt it was true. “I didn’t mean to lie to you.”
    “You
would,” I rolled my eyes. “Have fun, I’ll talk to you later.”
    “Will
do!” She hung up. So I slid my phone back into my pocket.
    I
stopped to get a drink at a coffee shop and a TV there was showing a news
broadcast about a gang fight in New York where a couple dozen people were
killed and almost fifty more were injured. The News anchor said that it was two
rival gangs apparently attacking regular citizens. I shook my head in
disbelief. Why would two rival gangs just team up and start killing innocent
people for no reason? I got my coffee and continued on.
    When
I finally got to the baggage claim my