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One last time, America



If this year was one of my dreams, then I would've said "Dreams do come true.", but since my scenario is a bit different, then I shall say: Magic will always cross the lives of everyone. Yet now I'm stopping to think, was this year magic which surprisingly popped in my life and got me into being an exchange student, or was it just time for my destiny to take a new turn and cross the lives of many other people?  I don't know to be honest, because the truth of what this year really did mean to me can only be felt and shall never be written down. For words don't have enough power to translate the way I feel, and magic has no interference in my description now.  I am currently flying over the Atlantic, and this is the start of a new turn. 

When the plane's engine made that noise which used to make me search for my courage as a kid when I got on airplanes, because, well, noises like these freak me out. I don't know why, but I guess that they're just a fear that I have which triggers some memories.  This memory was different. My tears started to fall and my hands started to shake. The engine got stronger, and so did my heart beats. That was the end. I looked out the window and I said goodbye to America. In a matter of seconds we were in the air flying. The airplane got higher. The temperature decreased. The distance away from North Carolina increased. 

I read through the letters which my American family had given me in the airport. I read the Dr. Suess books that were part of my graduation gift. Then I glanced at my bracelet that was also given by them which said "Everything happens for a reason".  That's when I realized that this whole year would deserve to be described as the following:

An exchange year is a mixture between magic and destiny. We never really "dream" of being exchange students, because most of us don't know that such a thing exists until we hear about those amazing programs. Furthermore, we're all young people who are eager to travel, explore the world, and start new adventures. Exchange students don't give much attention about the turns in which their lives take, because most of us are too busy enjoying the moment and thinking about the next step. We're like "let's go, let's do this, let's do that, I can do it, I want to do it, why not, YOLO!". The magic happens because of our young souls, and our destiny does nothing but its work of functioning our lives. That's is why, "Everything happens for a reason" is the best gift to be given to me, because it shall always remind me of those decisions that I made in my past, and will make in my future.  As everyone says "Exchange is not a year in life, it is a life in a year.". 

June 18th, 2015 
Current temperature: -62 F
Distance traveled: 1951 miles 
Altitude: 35,004 feet 
Ground speed: 937 km/h
Tailwind: 29 mph
Time: 2:15 am 

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