I had butterflies in my tummy. I was still half-undecided whether I could get along or not. It was on a normal Saturday morning that I heard my dad saying that we were all going to America. I wonder ... We are all on the plane now. I love day-dreaming for some reason. Suddenly the aircraft went straight down. I knew we were going to crash. A few long seconds later I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was both my parents, dead. The when I looked out of the plane window I saw .... Sorrow. That's what I saw. I had nobody anymore. I was truly alone.