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i picked my iphone up, and stuck it in my purse.

this is it, the beginning of an adventure, i dont know where its going to bring me, but lets hope its somewhere good.

my neighbor is watching henry for me, so thats one less thing that i dont have to worry about.

its 8:00 and im on the bus, strangers are all around me. giving me anxiety.

i have always had anxiety. since i was 9.

i looked across the cold bus. looking at strangers, mostly picking at the bracelet my mom got me a few weeks ago,

the screech of rusty brakes filled my ears, i looked out the window, watching planes fly in and out of the airport; almost like elegant birds.

"orlando airport!" the middle aged busdriver called out. i picked my bags up, and hopped off the bus.

i reached the door of the airport, and stepped in the giant place.

the ticket david bought me had to be printed, so after i left the hospital i went back to my house and printed it out.

i went up to one of the security gaurds,

"hello, um, has flight uh" i looked down at my ticket.

"has flight 647 boarded yet?" i asked, looking like a lost puppy.

"no mam, that flight is called to board in 20 minutes or so" the man answered.

"okay, thank you sir" i smiled , then sat in the waiting room.

i put my bag next to my feet and pulled my phone from my purse.

i tapped twitter and sent a tweet saying

"hey guys!!! im JOINING PRESSPLAY OMf im so excited to see you all love you all so much!!! xxxx"

then, after that, i got vine up, and started recording. i just recorded myself looking down.

i caption it "just talked to a security gaurd that looks like naughty boy. i dont like this airport anymore" i laughed then shared it.

"flight 647, now boarding, flight 647 now boarding" the speakers repeated throughout the airport.

i jumped up. grabbed my bag, slipped my iphone back into my purse, and went into line.

after security check, i got onto the plane. they took my bags so i guess when i land i will get them back.

i have never been in a plane before, but people say window seats are they best ; almost like you're flying, you are free from all of your thoughts, its just you, and beautiful skies.

i looked around the plane, trying to find a window seat, i finally found one and sat down.

i slowly opened the curtain that goes over the window.

"wow" i whispered to myself.

i could get used to this.

im working so hard on this fanfiction shsjsbsnana im ganna get no reads 😂😂😂

my life is going to change is the next 30 days and im glad. 💕

{ney xoxo}

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