My Holiday- Personal Narrative
This was the boarding day itself, the day which I had been dreading
for weeks but also ecstatic about. The day started early for me,
getting up at four in the morning due to the fact that I couldn’t
sleep that night. I felt mixed emotions as I was lying in bed, I was
extremely excited for my vacation to Hong Kong since it was going to
be my first ever holiday abroad. The fact that I would be flying on an
aeroplane as well also made me feel petrified. The thought of around
60 people on an aircraft approximately 8,000 metres above sea level,
on a plane that could catch on fire at any moment was absolutely
terrifying and I was also told by my parents that the flight would be
just about 13 hours, would be absolute torture for anyone who it was
going to be their first flight on a plane itself.
As I had expected I was the first person to wake up in my family,
which consisted of two sisters, my brother and of course my mum and
dad. I felt incredibly gloomy as it was still pitch black outside and
was drizzling lightly. I also felt lifeless since I didn’t sleep even
for a second all night.
My trip was going to be with my mum because she was going to take care
of me as my dad says I am too young to go on a trip by myself in a
country where I had not even been to in my life. My mum knew the
places that I would enjoy visiting and shopping as she grew up in Hong
Kong, she only moved here to London due to the fact that her dad,
which is my granddad, was working here when my grandma died.
Later on in the day the time had come for me to say goodbye to my
family and call my friends to say I was leaving, I was in the middle
of the phone call when suddenly my mum shouted,
"HURRY UP! The taxis going to leave without us!"
Without much haste I hung the phone up, grabbed my suitcase and headed
for the door. We then set off to the airport and the journey in the
cramped car wasn’t that thrilling but I decided to take my mind off
the foul smell and think more about my five day vacation.
I heard from my friends that there would be loads of shopping for me
to do at the airport so I could take my mind of things then as they
knew I was anxious to go on the plane. Unexpectedly something suddenly
vibrated in my front pocket.
“You don’t have to buy anything for me, just come back safely.” It
was a mobile phone message I received from my friend. It seemed to be
the same idea that I got from my family as well. Nobody was expecting
anything from me and my mum but to merely come back safely.
"Flight BA616 will be leaving shortly, please could all passengers be
at the boarding gate number 33, this will be the last warning."
A lady was calling our boarding...