It was 1942, My cousin Grace and I Had just got on a plane to Malaysia. I packed light as we were only staying for a good week or two or so we had planned, but one suitcase wasn’t enough for her! she had packed all sorts of Gears such as makeup ,hair products clothing and much more.I had said to her “you don’t need all of that” and her reply was “you never know when your photo is being taken being this beautiful” i scoffed as she flattered herself. “Flight 21 is now boarding” said a young lady over the loud speaker, “quick” Grace had yelled at me to to get on, “i’m coming” i said with little patients towards her.Seamed as though everyone was catching our plane, (BANG) “watch it” i said while turning to see who had rammed me from behind, it was a young lady round in her late twenties carrying a little baby boy as quite as can be, not even moving. “sorry” she said as she quickly walked to the boarding line not even making eye contact.
The flight was loud! little kids were throwing there snacks, baby’s were crying, mothers yelling and flight attendants mumbling, I didn’t mind though as i get that a lot with my family.
The room went silent. “help” someone had yelled out “help”, I didn’t know what was going on, “help” “help” said a lady from the seat up front (fairly young i might add) startled by her yelping i quickly woke Grace from her slumber “Grace, Grace there’s something wrong up the front of the plane” dodging my arm trying to awaken her she turned to her side and fell back asleep. I took of my seatbelt and stood up to see what the fuss was all about. It was the lady that had bumped into me! she was complaining that one of the flight attendants were trying to take a good look at her son. “miss please calm down” “NO” she yelled “do not look at my baby or i will be calling the police as soon as we land. “We will be landing in five” said the pilot, i moved back into my seat. We had just landed i woke up Grace “get up you lazy bum” i said, she woke with a grumpy face on. The lady up front was very eager to get off the plane, “stop” said a man with lots of men behind him, the lady looked scared “ show me your baby” said the man, with shaky eyes she handed over the baby. Your under arrest madam. That day on the news was a baby stuffed with drugs boarded on that plan that day with the whole plan of her accomplices now banded from Malaysia. I had been cleared of smuggling drugs and Grace also, but only just.
