Year Round
Around Christmas everything was usually all rowdy in the airport. You saw a big bright tree, you’d hear bells ringing, kids singing, jolly music playing, and you’d even smell sweets. However, this year was different, you heard lockers slamming, footsteps of anxious businessmen, elevator doors closing, and no music. The tree in the lobby was dull with one single gold star, and yellow flickered lights that indicated they weren’t going to last. It didn’t seem like Christmas this year but I was still considered a child so what did I know?
After we left the plane station we got on the highway immediately and began our trip. On the way there I started thinking about how every year my family would get together at my grandparents house,
Around Christmas everything was usually all rowdy in the airport. You saw a big bright tree, you’d hear bells ringing, kids singing, jolly music playing, and you’d even smell sweets. However, this year was different, you heard lockers slamming, footsteps of anxious businessmen, elevator doors closing, and no music. The tree in the lobby was dull with one single gold star, and yellow flickered lights that indicated they weren’t going to last. It didn’t seem like Christmas this year but I was still considered a child so what did I know?
After we left the plane station we got on the highway immediately and began our trip. On the way there I started thinking about how every year my family would get together at my grandparents house,