Chicago Airport Narrative

Lets just say, never go to chicago airport, NEVER. I woke up to 4 alarms going off. My Alarm, my sister’s Alarm, My Mom’s Alarm and the front desks wake up call.. It was 4:00 am and my ears felt like they were going to fall off. Ok just imagine you’re in a tornado, hurricane, and an explosion. Just imagine the sound, that's what my hotel room sounded like. Once My family and I finally got all the alarms off we started packing. We were at a Cancun Mexico, at our hotel Royal Solaris. This was our last day, we were heading to the airport to fly to chicago. We got our stuff packed and stood outside waiting for a cab. We finally reached the airport and got out. We went through security and got our flight tickets. Then we had a hour to do nothing
(where our flight would be taking off) Once our flight was where they started called sections. Section one! Section two! Section 3! Section 4! That was our flight!!! We got on the plane and all 3 of us sat next to each other. There was one bad part, my favorite part of riding in a plane was the window. Guess what our seat didn’t have?!?!?! A Window!! The plane ride was so long, it was a total of 6 hours!! They had built in tvs on the plane, we watched a movie called Judge, it lasted over half the flight. For the rest of the flight I played on my iPod and looked out the… Oh, wait i didn’t have a window!! Anyway once we landed at Chicago O’hare Airport we went through security again, checked in with our passports. When we waiting to get our bags something bad happened. My mom overheard someone saying their flight was cancelled, so my mom checked on her phone to see if our flight was cancelled. My mom didn't want to tell us because we were all in very good moods. I said, “Man, I'm tired I can't wait till i get home and lay in my bed and fall asleep”. That was when my mom said. “Well we're not getting home when we're supposed to, our flight was cancelled”. Once we got our bags we went to the “Your flight was cancelled
There was one bad part though Manhattan was in Kansas, two hours away from where we lived, we found out what would happened. Tony (my mom’s boyfriend) was at the house when we were buying the tickets. Once we flew into Manhattan then tony would be there to pick us up, and take us home. Then we had to worry about dinner, since we were hopefully going to get home by midnight then we didn't eat much of dinner, we just got Auntie Anns (a pretzel place.) I just got a regular pretzel. We waited until about 7:00, we were all super bored. Once it was 8:00 we went to our flight gate, which was K7. (or something like