I glanced nervously at the airplane as I locked my violin case and ran towards the boarding gate. I was going to Yellowknife to play at my first violin concert, and if I did not hurry up, I would be late.
It was my first time on a plane because I was afraid of heights, so as I sat down, I was nervous. The plane shook violently as it took off. Confused, I looked at the person beside me and asked if planes always do that.
She said no and leaned over to look out the window. The plane swept over a tall tree and began to shake. I was regretting that I had eaten a sandwich before boarding....
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