Lost at the Airport

Posted on March 14, 2008 @ 2:29 pm

It was my first flight on my own and I managed to get myself severely lost. While I was having nightmares about getting on the wrong flight, I got lost in the airport. I did not want to ask for help because I would sound like a child and this trip was all about proving how grown up I was. I had to show everybody that I was ready to be treated like an adult.

I sure was not acting like one, when I gave up and locked myself in a bathroom stall for a good cry. Someone soon came and knocked on the door to find out if I was alright. I came out and told her that I was lost and was probably going to miss my connecting flight. She gave me a hug and said that she would help me find where I needed to go.

We left the bathroom and found someone who worked for the Philadelphia airport transportation. She told me that he would take me to where I needed to be. I got to my flight just in the nick of time and made it to my dad’s. I never told anyone about it; I just pretended to be all grown up. But, that hug from my dad was the safest thing I had felt all day.

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