Personal Narrative: Overcoming My Fear Of Flying

952 words - 4 pages

As a kid I was tough, I did anything and everything. But flying scared me. I was in Hawaii and flying was unavoidable if you wanted to go anywhere. My father lived in California so when I decided to visit him I also had to face my fear and fly over the ocean. My want to see my father had to be stronger than my fear or I may never have never had the chance to know him. It was after September 11th so flying was even more intimidating. But knowing my family was on the other end made it easier, so I took my first flight by myself to California.
I never really knew my father when I was growing up. I was raised by my mother and my little brother's side of the family. My own family was across the ocean in California. By the time I was nine I the only thing I wanted was to meet my father and be with my own family. I went to my brother's grandmother, who I lived with at the time, and she told me that plans had already been made for me to fly over in the summer. I was excited to know I would be seeing my family soon but I was terrified to fly in the plane. My brother teased me and constantly reminded me that the whole flight was over the ocean. I was scared, I didn't want to do it alone. But I kept quiet and continued to countdown the days to my departure.
It was the morning of my flight, the air was warm and the grass was dewy. I packed my things in the trunk and sat quietly the during the whole car ride. I was too nervous to talk, I could only think about the flight. I would be flying alone, there and back. I hesitated as we walked through the entrance but I thought of my father and continued inside. At the check-in counter they took my baggage and gave me a red and white striped pin. It was to identify me as a unaccompanied minor. Because of heightened security my family could follow me past the metal detector. My brother cried when I hugged him and told me he would miss me. My grandpa told me to be safe and his mustache tickled as he kissed my cheek. I hugged and kissed my grandma then walked to the line. A sign and security employee directed me to place my backpack on a x-ray conveyor then walk through the gate. On the other side was my escort who would take me to the plane. She brought me to the plane and I boarded before the other passengers. I relaxed until the first passengers arrived. I quietly listened to their conversations and waited for the passengers...

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