Personal Narrative: My Way To The Dominican Republic

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I opened my eyes but had no idea where I was. At the start all I could here was my heart beating, then I heard it. Screams coming from everywhere it was awful but I couldn’t put together why. I didn’t know anything; where I was, how I got there, or why I was there. I was scared, confused, and little did I know the worst experience of my life was about to begin.
After my senses started to come back I decided I should look around and try to remember what had happened. That’s right I thought to myself, we were in a plane on our way to the Dominican Republic. The plane must have went down somewhere. Then I decided to evaluate myself and make sure I was alright. Why couldn’t I remember anything? Why wasn’t I screaming like everyone else? I must