Christine Parker

June Seventh Christine Parker

Sitting on the airplane, going over all of the events that had occurred in the last few months, was extremely disheartening. My life was deteriorating. I was getting ready to get off this flight and move back in with my vindictive mother. The flight lasted two hours and twenty-five minutes, and I was in agony. I was physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted. I hadn't slept in months because I didn't want to relive my traumatic experience. My beautiful bright brown eyes were lackluster. I wanted to have a breakdown on the plane, but I didn't want the man sitting next to me to think I was demented.

The pilot announced, "We will be landing in New York in fifteen minutes."