Jill, just Jill

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..."

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