Telica
Jan 23,2020, Bangkok, Thailand
I had always wanted to see the world before I died but never like this. Stifling a bitter laugh at my sorry existence, I stole a glance at Britt. He was sitting next to me, on a small plane. We were on a Cessna 182 and it looked like it had been around since Abraham Lincoln. He had four men plus a pilot and luggage on that archaic piece of crap.
I expected all of us to fall right out of the sky at any moment. Planes have weight and passenger restrictions for a reason. This is how we lost Aaliyah, and her soulful gift of singing.
Unlike her magnificent legacy, the world will not remember me. If my family mourned me, it was because I finally died. Skinning the fat from the meat on my sandwich, I sighed. My tombstone would read: Here lies a girl not y
