Flight 93-Personal Narrative

I woke up on the cold morning of September 9, 2001 I had to get ready for a flight to San Francisco for a chorus competition. I took a shower the night before, so I got dressed in a blue polo shirt with the chorus symbol on the top right, jet black dress pants ,and black little flats with a black bow on the front top. I went downstairs to have breakfast I cooked eggs,toast,and beacon as I waited for my dad to wake up so he can take me to the Atlanta airport, I watch some YouTube on our 74inch TV, my dad comes downstairs. We leave at 5:40 am and get to the air port I get my ticket for flight 93, I'm 2 hours early I say bye to my dad and he gives me a black neck pillow and a red blanket to keep me warm.

I get on the plane and go to first