Today is the day. At the moment I’m in the airplane. It’s 11 a.m. and the steward just past me for the third time. I’m borred out of the ordinary, and I still have to be here for 14 hours. I am lucky that my father a few days ago contacted the school, after that my new class mates choose to write me a welcome letter each. I just received it this morning in the mail. Luckily the postman got to deliverer it before we left the old house. So I’m about to read all the letters now, I figured it might be a good idea to save them to the long flight.
Dear Diary,
I just finished reading all the welcoming letters from my new class mates, and now I’m much more positive about meeting them all. I look forward to get to know them all, and I can already see myself become friends with some of them. We have only flown in about three hours, but I’m already hungry, so I might get something to eat. Mother and father are asleep, and even though they are seeded a bit away from me. I can hear my father is snoring and my mother is talking in her sleep. It’s actually quite calm, compared to how many people who’s in the plane.
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