Personal Narrative: My Mission Trip To Kenya

I'm writing this, not to make people feel bad for me, but to simply tell my story. To help me heal, to share my story. To show that I do struggle everyday. I am not perfect like I try to show people. On this day two years ago I was able to go on the most amazing mission trip to Kenya! We left Jan 18th and came back on the 26th. The trip to Kenya was uneventful. I slept on every flight we were on, thinking that would help the jet lag. Unfortunately, the jet lag was a killer for me. I fell asleep just about anywhere I sat down. As I was in Kenya, I went on a Safari, which was really cool besides the fact that I fell asleep. As I was in Kenya I got to meet so many people and play with kids! It was the dream mission trip. I got some of my favorite souvenirs I have ever gotten before. As the week came to in end, it became more and more difficult to say goodbye to all these people that I just met. I did lots of crying. Little did I know this incredible trip would not end up so incredible. …show more content…
Around 10pm I boarded the plane. When I sat down their was a man approximately between his late 20s to mid 30s. He seamed to be a nice guy. He was asking me all kinds of questions about the U.S. By the grace of God I did not take my medication that would help me sleep. After about one hour and many questions later the man that sat next to me assaulted me. It felt like a bad dream. My body froze up. I was screaming inside but nothing would come out. With lots of details that are not necessary to share. The flight about 9-10 hours long from Nairobi to