I was finally living my dream, I finally got my mother’s old plane. It had been sitting in our puke green shed behind our house for years. I always wanted to ride in it but my dad never let me. When I asked, he avoided the question every time, but recently my dad had gotten sick. He said that I could take it out for a spin. I was ecstatic as I rushed to the backyard. I swung open the door and was overjoyed with the beauty. But my happiness soon turned to sadness when it just wouldn’t take off.