Pearly white clouds danced around the plane as we took off to Rome. My stomach growled as the clouds reminded me of sweet candy-floss. Six hours lay between Rome and I. I sat; both bored and excited. My face lit up like a thousand fire flies as I saw food coming my way.

I was just about to be served when all of a sudden the plane started to rumble and shake. I’ve always been afraid of turbulence after watching plane crashes. I tried to remain calm but that’s when our plane started to plummet down to snowy mountains below.