My Flight

Before my dad and my brother left me at the gate or departure,they gave me an warmth hugs.I pretended to be strong,but my tear was rolling in my eyes. My dad and brother saw me through the transparent windows..I knew i was going Korea alone, but i actually hoped that someone could accompany me to abroad study.Along the path to the plane, i was sobbing, even when i'm writing this blog, my heart feel pain and misery.In the plane, everyone talked Korean and I spoke English,some of them didn't understand me.So hard to communicate with them.When i was slumbering in the plane, i dreamed about my friends, brothers,sisters and who i adore very much.I feel lonely even though i met a new friend in the plane who just sat beside me and we were chatting a lot about our life,love and experience.When i arrived Korean( Incheon airport ), i feel indeed blur as i didn't know which path should i go..Sometimes i would imagine my all buddies come along with me..But i knew that it was impossible. I should optimistic, and anyway this's my future, not other peoples' future;so, i have to walk alone~