I jolted awake with a violent jerk of the plane. Panicked screams filled my ears as my heart beat sped up. I looked around and there were people moving at fast rates, reaching for the oxygen masks. There were some people running around, causing the flight attendant to have to tell them to sit down for their own safety. Everyone was scared, except for Cameron, he was still asleep.

"The planes going to crash!!!!"

A tall petite brunette announced at the top of her lungs. The screams became louder. And I became panicked. I tried to stand up but realized that I was strapped to the chair. I fumbled with the clasp, it wouldn't come undone. I tugged and jiggled the seat belt but no matter what I did it wouldn't come out. I decided that if I'm not going to live I might as well wake Cameron up so he can save himself.

I hastily shake him, but when he wouldn't open his eyes, my shaking became more violent.

"Cameron! Cameron wake up! The planes going to crash! Wake up!"

I continue shaking him, but his eyes are still closed. The screaming from people became louder. The lights flickered in the plane and an alarm started going off. The plane jerked forward quite strongly and my head hit the seat in front of me. I touched my forehead and felt a thick liquid substance. As I looked at my hand I see red, blood. I look over at Cameron, only to see blood everywhere. I screamed as loud I could, frightened for my life I tugged harshly at the buckle. The plane jerked again my head hitting the seat in front of me much harder than the last time. My vision started going blurry as everything became silent. White splotches of light clouded my vision. All pain that I was feeling vanished. And all that I could see was what I last saw.

I awoke with a jerk, frantically looking around. My breathing was out of control and my heart rate sped up. I was having a panic attack. I could feel my palms become sweaty and I started shaking.

"Hey, are you okay?"

The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't tell who it was. I started ringing my hands in an attempt at calming myself down. I slowly looked around, everyone was alive, that pilots had control of the plane. I was safe, everyone was safe. I breathed a sigh of relief. A hand was placed on my shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

I looked over at an alive Cameron, awake and no blood, thank gosh, but why was I worried? I looked into his eyes, a hint of worry in them.

"Yeah, just a nightmare."

He nodded before looking back out the window. I put in my ear buds and turned on some music, and before I knew it, we were landing in Canada.

Home sweet home.