How did I end up on this plane? I don't know. All I know is, wherever we're heading is going to be my new life. I hope this 'Topical Island" is amazing as it sounds. I can't wait to get there. I saw a girl about my age on my way to this low class seat. She looked pretty interesting. I believe her name is Coralyn. Mine's Rebecca. Becca for short. Nothing too spiecal really. We then took off and I could see the cars and all the people walking down the street getting smaller and smaller as we flew higher and higher up in the air. I scratched my red hair, and then reached into my carry-on bag. Crap, I left my Ipod at home. Oh well. I did happen to bring a book, so I pulled that out and started to read.

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