Starts Revving

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam.
- The Vaselines

Something is wrong. I drag my suitcase with wheels behind me. The voice on the speaker calls my flight number and I check my boarding pass to make sure everything is in order. But something is wrong, I feel it.

I check to see if I've forgotten something. Wallet, check. Cell phone, check. Underwear, check. What is it then?

The flight attendants look at me funny when I get to the plane. I look around but can't find a seat. How can that be? There's supposed to be a seat assigned to me, right? The engine starts revving and I realize that I don't belong here in this flight.

I make my way back, dragging my suitcase with wheels behind me. I choke back my tears. I thought I could really leave this time. As soon as I am off the plane it takes off leaving me like an unwanted child.