Airport

Date: 5/19/2019

I was on a plane, a very tiny plane and it even looked kinda weird, but I was sitting in the very very front. I asked a guy if I could use his phone charger but he said no because it was a special phone charger just for planes. The cord ran all the way to the cock pit. It was a weird charger indeed, so I didn’t question it. We got off and I was frantically running through an airport alone, I had lost my boarding pass, and didn’t know which gate to go to. Every long hall I went down was just a dead end with numbers that didn’t go in order. People would try to help me find my gate and destination but would only confuse me more. I woke up panicky. Paranoid.