Divorce-Personal Narrative

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I sighed as I scrambled in the uncomfortable coach airplane seats. I thought about how this was my first time on a plane, I thought about how I was already having a bad time, and I thought about why, why did my parents get a divorce, and why did my mom move all the way to Connecticut. What was there? Did she want to get away from us that much? I shut my eyes , tried to keep my mind blank, and looked through the dark plane window. It was the only way I was going to survive this 6 hour flight without a meltdown. I stretched, and looked up. There I saw him, walking down the aisle, he looked like a dangerous man. His hair was as black as a crow’s feather. His eyes were stormy like a droopy day full of thunder and lightning. I looked down to avoid…show more content…
I couldn't help it. I got angry. Talking about my mother made me angry. Thinking about her made me angry. Everything about her made me angry, and now I was being forced to go see her in CONNECTICUT by my dad. My dad, he himself didn't even want to see her so why should I. “Woah, sounds like you've got a lot on your plate.” I looked up. The stranger had a “Is she okay” look on his face and I realized I had been crying. “Im fine, its just my mom.” He nodded understandingly, and for some reason I felt like opening up to him, so I did. By time I finished, I expected the stranger would be bored out of his mind, instead he sat with an intense look on his face. “Sorry, i'm running on and on to a stranger, I don't even know your name.” I said…show more content…
“What was it?” He asked suspiciously calm “A-A reaper, and he said he’d be back.” Eros let out a large beer belly laugh. “A reaper, you're crazy!” He shouted The sound of him laughing, while an old lady sat dead in a plane bathroom repulsed me. A flight attendant walked by and I waited for her attention. “Excuse me miss, may I move seats , I'm a little uncomfortable with my partner.” “Why darling you've got two whole seats to yourself, where else would you like to go?” She said in a heavy southern accent. she chuckled and shuffled off to the next passenger. That was when it finally clicked. My eyes widened and I turned. “It's you.” I whispered. “M-Me, No It can be!” He screamed “I am not dead” I looked up, No other person seemed to sense his ruckus, but I. “You are, and the reapers coming back for you.” “No He’s Not!” Eros screamed. The plane shook and the lights cut off. Bing Bing Bing Bing the seat belt light flashed rapidly and the pilot's microphone cut on. “This is your captain, please prepare for crash landing” The reaper appeared suddenly. So sudden I would have missed it had I not reached for my

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