5.
Dad was a little bit worried about me the first time I went back home by air of my own. The night before the
fly, he called to remind me, “The plane leave at 9:00 a.m. tomorrow morning, and you are supposed to get to
the airport by 7:00 a.m.”
The next day, everything goes well. After the plane landed, I claimed my luggage and left. Dad had already
arrived at the airport, be ready to pick me up. I was about to get in the car while suddenly I found the suitcase I
had been carrying wasn’t mine. It looked the same with mine, but it was older and dirtier. Fortunate, the owner
was still at the airport, waiting for me at the Lost Luggage Office. We were both very happy get back that
belonged to us .