Status: In the making...

The Youth Games

Names, names...

My stomach fluttered. What if I went to the wrong gate? Or left one of my things behind at home? Wow, Destiny. You're going crazy. Stop it.

I was sitting on a seat, waiting for my compatriots to emerge from the security checks.

"Please hurry," I gulped.

It was starting to feel awkward sitting by yourself at the gate, with swarms of people pointing and staring at you.

I turned away from the crowds and gazed at a plane taking off.