I was seven years old. Me and my family are on our way to El Salvador. It’ll be the first time meeting my grandparents. It was 6am My uncle is dropping us off. It was my first time on an airplane so it was pretty nerve racking. Once we got to the airport, the flight attendance checked out bag and we waited till we on plane. I was really shaky. Moving my right leg up and down like if waiting to go next for my doctor's appointment. I was so tense. I start to think about all the stuff that can go wrong. Either the we die in a plane crash or I don’t get to visit my grandparents for the first time. We eventually landed safely at San Salvador airport. I finally meet them. My heart is full of joy. Tears start to come down from my parents faces. I
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Everyone is saying bye to each other. Everyone is giving each other's hugs, kisses, and tears racing down our cheeks. I see that uncle. I say nothing to him. Just gave him a look. A very disgusting look. We get to the airport. Hop on the plane and off we go. It's ten o’clock at night. I brought with me the most memorable memories with me and left the ugly one behind. Ever since my trip to El Salvador, I had great anxiety when walking by a older man. Every time my mother would send me to the store to buy some tortilla, I would see a group older man standing in front of the store. I feel all the attention on me and it's not a good one. One sunny afternoon me and my parents just got back from the store. Out of nowhere, I opened up to my parents about the situation that happened in El Salvador. My father was furious and my mother heartbroken. My tears came running down my face drastically. My parent held me in their arm like if I was a new born again. This heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders. I can finally breathe again. My father tough me how to deal in situations like that. Now every time a older man tries anything, I'll know what to do. I haven't been back to El Salvador ever since. I'm now
Everyone is saying bye to each other. Everyone is giving each other's hugs, kisses, and tears racing down our cheeks. I see that uncle. I say nothing to him. Just gave him a look. A very disgusting look. We get to the airport. Hop on the plane and off we go. It's ten o’clock at night. I brought with me the most memorable memories with me and left the ugly one behind. Ever since my trip to El Salvador, I had great anxiety when walking by a older man. Every time my mother would send me to the store to buy some tortilla, I would see a group older man standing in front of the store. I feel all the attention on me and it's not a good one. One sunny afternoon me and my parents just got back from the store. Out of nowhere, I opened up to my parents about the situation that happened in El Salvador. My father was furious and my mother heartbroken. My tears came running down my face drastically. My parent held me in their arm like if I was a new born again. This heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders. I can finally breathe again. My father tough me how to deal in situations like that. Now every time a older man tries anything, I'll know what to do. I haven't been back to El Salvador ever since. I'm now