"So you're actually leaving. This is it, huh?"

"Well, I've packed my bags, bought a ticket and checked in too. "

"Yeah, I get it. Call me when you reach, all right?"

"Mmmm. Yeah. I've got to run, girl. Catch you later."

"Yeah, bye"

-beep-

'This is it. This is what I've been waiting for. This is the first step out of many for me. My journey might have just started but it will not end soon...'

I keep telling myself these few lines but I'm still shaking. I can't believe that I've come this far.

I'm leaving home.

I know it has been my dream, but my feet have gone cold and my mouth is dry as I make my way towards the plane. For a split second, I hesitate, but this is my choice. I got here for me. And I'm not going to chicken out because I'm scared.

I steal myself and board the plane. In a few hours, I'll be starting afresh. A new life. A chance to rise up. But I can't hold back my tears as the plane takes off and I leave it all behind.