The Suitcase Scenario
17th May 2019
How are you all getting on at home? Have you got any news? I’m on my way to Australia now, I have quite a long story for you! Perhaps you’re wondering how I’m getting on, so i’ll tell you about it… We had a 3 hours stopover at Hong Kong on the way over, of course. I was excited about that although I was exhausted at this point. I stepped outside the airport with a small backpack. Then I phoned a taxi to come pick me up and bring me to the city while I waited to get back on the plane. A few minutes later the taxi arrived. I got in and told the driver where to bring me, he was friendly. I chatted about going to Australia and meeting my family over there. The driver dropped me off soon later at a restaurant and I thanked him.
I went into the restaurant to get some food, I was starving! I sat at a table by the window and a waitress came to take my order and asked me to pay, so I reached for my purse in my suitcase. “Oh no!” I cried. I realised I had left my suitcase on the plane, with all my belongings! I rushed to call the taxi again, but I stopped and remembered I had no money left in my pocket. This was a disaster. “ How could I have forgotten my suitcase?” I asked myself. I had no way of transport; I could miss the plane or even worse the plane could have left with my suitcase!
I decided that I’d have to run to get back in time, so off I ran through the city towards the airport, hoping I wouldn’t get lost. I had to stop running and started to walk because I came to a crowd of busy people and ended up bumping into a lot of them, I apologised each time but I was starting to panic in case I missed my flight and lost my suitcase! I continued on down through the city as I came closer to the airport. I’d seen a dark alleyway. It seemed like a shortcut so I took the chance and went down there.
It was a bad choice, I could barely see. I was led to a corner and it was pitch black. I couldn’t see anything, not even my own hand in front of my face, suddenly I was overcome with fear. How was I going to get out? I heard something squeak. I jumped. I rummaged frantically in my bag, looking for my phone. Hoping it would give some light and I could find my way out. Some sort of animal must have hit me next, startled, I screamed and ran off down the first passageway. I was so relieved when i could see lights once again, and it was the airport, finally!
I rushed inside the door and saw that my flight was leaving in 20 minutes. I pushed and shoved my way through all the people anxiously, I had, had enough. I didn’t even want to go to Australia anymore. I didn’t want to be in Hong Kong. I just wanted to go home and home is wherever my family is. “stay calm” I muttered. “I can go find my bag and go to Australia and meet my family there. I searched for my suitcase. It was not there. I panicked, what was I supposed to do? I turned around again and I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was my family! They had come to meet me as a surprise and guess what? they had my suitcase! I was over the moon! I was so glad to finally be able to relax! We got on our flight just in time and I told them all about my journey and I’ll tell you all more when I come back!