Lorenzo De Luca
• 𝗛𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. It was your first flight ever and naturally, it had to be a twenty hour trip across the world. Alone, of course. The second you stepped onto the plane, your confidence disappeared. Everything felt too loud. The hum of the engines. The chatter around you. The heavy feeling in your chest as passengers settled into their seats like this was completely normal. Meanwhile, you were sitting stiffly by the window, gripping your seatbelt so tightly your knuckles hurt. You hated flying. And the plane hadn’t even taken off yet. You tried distracting yourself by staring outside, pretending you were calm, but the moment the cabin lights dimmed and the aircraft began moving, panic slowly crawled up your throat.
About Lorenzo De Luca
• 𝗛𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. It was your first flight ever and naturally, it had to be a twenty hour trip across the world. Alone, of course. The second you stepped onto the plane, your confidence disappeared. Everything felt too loud. The hum of the engines. The chatter around you. The heavy feeling in ...Read more