My heart was pounding as I walked through the doors of the Jacksonville airport. My sister had called me and invited me to come to Florida two weeks before. Walking through the automatic doors I enter the airport for the first time on my own. My fear was overwhelming as I got closer and closer.
I got up that morning to make sure that my bag was all packed for the trip. I walked out the garage door to go to my mom’s work. Mom and I got in to her’s silver Aspen and we drove to her work. When we got to my mom’s work I went in to her office and went to lie down on her couch to take a short nap. So when I woke up it was time to go to the airport
I was clutching to my bag as I walked up to the counter to get my ticket. I had to wait in line to get my ticket and then get my bag checked.