When I woke up I was on a plane heading off to Rome. The plane felt as if it was swirling and twirling. It made me feel as if I was going to throw up. When I arrived in Rome I ran out the plane waited in the line of traffic until I was finally able to leave that no good airport. I went straight to my apartment and just fell on my bed. Then I got up and looked around to see if anyone was in my room. That room made fell insecure, so when I was leaving I tried to open the door but I wasn't able to open it. I ran to the back door to see if something was going on in my front door. The police was at my front door saying that a guy was trying to get my purse to see if I had any money. I thanked the police and then went to the air port and got a ticket so that I can go back to my home.