Tuesday, September 11, 2001


I have a heavy sick feeling in my stomach. It was just another day when I walked into the office. But something was wrong. Everyone was crammed into the lunchroom watching the televsion. A plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. As I watched another plane crashed into the second tower. Later a plane crashed into the Pentagon. When I looked around the room everyone had a look of shock and sadness on their face. Soon one of the towers collapsed under it's own damaged weight. We had been attacked.

We thought we were safe here. I secretly wanted it to just be an accident. The fact that it was on purpose makes it all the more unsettling.

I have so many questions. How many people are gone? When will things be normal again?

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