Jackson helped Presley with her luggage, packing them into the back of the taxicab. After hugging Jackson and Sandy, she bade them farewell. She got into the front seat nodding to the driver, who starts the engine. Presley steals one last glance out of the window, Jackson wrapped an arm around Sandy's skinny frame, Sandy said something into his shoulder, earning a nod and a kiss on her forehead from him. She smiled at her parents, slightly sad from what she was going to miss.
But a fresh new start was in her head, thus she soon had to be with her elder brother Chase in Europe. Presley walked out of the taxicab, followed by the driver, who helped her with her suitcase. She was about to pay when he shook his head saying, "you're father has paid me already, have a safe trip.". She thanked him and headed towards the crowded airport.
A loud voice boomed from the intercom, indicating to the European flight, Presley started boarding, and soon enough she was sitting in the plane. She looked around her, the seats were full. A young bald guy sat beside her, flashing her a smile, she turned her gaze to the window and shifted slightly away from him. Out of the window, she could tell that she was behind the plane's left wing.
Voices died down as the plane prepared for take off. An annoying voice sounded through the plane, explaining safety rules and whatnot. The plane began to take off as it slightly shook. after texting her brothe, Presley turned her phone off, and laid her head back trying to get some rest. 
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Screams and shrieks were pounding through her head, alarms continuously beeping, Presley opened her eyes and everything happened in split seconds, people holding into oxygen masks, a women holding onto a toddler, yelping in tears. An abnormal metallic voice screeched from the back of the plane, looking back, Presley screamed as her eyes met the missing half of the plane, but what was worse than that, was the scene of people flying out of the plane, disappearing into thin air. Her heart picked up as she took in her surroundings. 'we are crashing!'. Presley was trying to even her respiration, but it's too late; everything goes blank and cold.