Broken Hearted

Here I was on the plane, couldn't get my mind of father leaving me. I just hope he doesn't get shot down in the war. Sorrow, my heart was in two dreadful pieces. Me and Mother are going to America for 'protection', but we we're fine in Belgium, I will miss Victoria, my best friend. Then when I looked out of the plane window, I thought I saw father waving Hello joyfully. I blinked... Seconds later that 'thought' was faded away. Was I dreaming or was this real? Mother was having a stressful migraine, I felt the discomfort, I wish father did not have to leave us...