Ten years later, I get on a plane to finally go back to America. I thought I should just take a visit. A flight attendant comes over with a shaky voice, and says “This is going to sound so strange, but you saved my life.” I don’t understand, I tell her. “You left a message saying thank you.” she implies. No way! I remember her!! She was the Security Guard at the Immigration Services, that always looked at my phone case, and my favorite pink headphones. I thanked her that day In the city when I met Daniel. I thanked her because if she didn’t check my stuff, I wouldn’t have meet Daniel, or seen any of the crazy things I saw that day. “I remember you, and my name is Natasha!”I claim! A young man in 7A peers over his seat, and says “Natasha!” It’s Daniel!