I was sitting in my seat next to the window, when we started to have turbulance. I was going to see my parents in Brazil, well, my foster parents. Hi, my name Jill, I have dirty blonde hair down to my shoulder blades, brown eyes and a few freckles on my face, oh yeah, I'm 10 years old. "Is everyone alright?" yelled the air attendent.
"Ugh....I think I'm going to hurl..."