It was a cold fall morning when I left to go to the airport in London with my twin brother Brandon. We were going overseas for our new careers, mine was in Seoul and my brothers, in New York City. This will be our first time traveling alone since our parents death 3 years ago.   

   The taxi stopped infront of the airport terminal.
"Well, I guess this is it." I sighed and opened up the car door.

   My brother got out of the car and got our carry on bags out of the trunk. I paid the taxi driver and shut the door behind me.
"Brandon, promise me you'll email me as much as you can." I said as we went through airport security. 
"I pormise, and let me know you're safe and sound in your hotel." My brother said. 

  "I will." I sighed.

  Tears started to fall down my face. "Lucy don't cry." Brandon looked me in the eyes.
"I'm worried something will happen to one of us on the plane trip." I whispered. "Don't worry Lulu, I know our parents died in the plane crash, but nothing will happen to us. Trust me." Brandon pulled me into a hug. "I sure will miss you Brandon." I said. "I'll miss you too Lulu."

  I heard a voice come over the speakers announcing the boarding flights.
"Well, I guess I have to say goodbye now." I looked up at Brandon.

 "Goodbye Lucy." Brandon said. "Bye Brandon." I got my carry on bag and left to go to Seoul. I looked back over my shoulder and started to cry again. "I'll miss you." I whispered to myself. 

  We're starting a new chapter in our lives. Moving on with the past and looking forward to the future.