I look at the scar
The raw pink, whitish flesh standing out on my too pale skin
Then I see it, again-
I feel the rough, dark blue seat of the airplane
And see my best friend, Julia, sitting next to me
Then suddenly I feel a sudden jerk and hear screams leashing out
The plane suddenly started to fill with thick smoke and I couldn't breath
I force myself to lean myself forward, so I'm facing the floor and shut my eyes
I hear screams from children, women, men, babies
I hear crying from women, children, men, babies
And I crash forward, the plane crashing to the surface of the earth
And I all I see is black
Black, black, black-
I feel a tear slip down my face
And I swipe the thought of the scar away
