Falling? Falling!

Flights were always terrible. But in my case, it was more like a disaster. 

I had to focus way too much, so I didn't become a flight risk and then there was the fact that this flight was only going to take me to the edge of France. From then on, I'd have to either swim or take a boat. I preferred the latter but that would have taken some time too. 

If only I could fly like my grandfather. 

Sigh.                   

And why wasn't this plane taking off though?

I'd been sitting tight for over half an hour now and it was supposed to take off nearly seven minutes ago. So what happened?

If we waited any longer I'd be late whether I liked it or not. 

"Excuse me?" I called one of the attendants. 

She just ignored me.

There were other passengers calling the attendants too, but no one was paying attention to anyone. 

Something wasn't right. 

And just when I was about to stand up- the plane moved.