9/11
I was 12 years old when, from the terrace of my intermediate school, I watched the Twin Towers collapse one by one.
I remember being at school on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001. It was the first day of school. But, I wouldn’t have thought that I would be a hero.
It was 8:40 A.M.
It was the first day of school. I had made it to the fourth floor when I noticed every class seemed to be watching a video. I ran into a girl named Katie, who seemed like she couldn't breathe. Her eyes were wide and she sounded confused.
"Someone blew up the World Trade Center," Katie shouted, unable to control her fears.
"Yeah, like, eight years ago," I replied.
"No, now. With a plane."
We ran to the thin, floor-to-ceiling windows in the southwest staircase where we knew we would have a clear view of the World Trade Center. Students and teachers had already begun to crowd into the staircase and stare.
It was 9:00 A.M. …show more content…
How could they not avoid one of the largest buildings in the city? We saw a shadow approach from the south. We all knew what was about to happen, but we didn't want to believe it. Everything, except for that shadow, stopped and everything was silent. Four stories of people pressed up against the glass trying to catch a glimpse of what I couldn’t see. These are the disadvantages of being short. I heard gasping and shrieking all at once because of what we later learned was United Airlines Flight 175 crashing into the south tower. Cell phones didn’t work. We all had family and friends in those buildings. No one knew what to
I was 12 years old when, from the terrace of my intermediate school, I watched the Twin Towers collapse one by one.
I remember being at school on the morning of Sept. 11, 2001. It was the first day of school. But, I wouldn’t have thought that I would be a hero.
It was 8:40 A.M.
It was the first day of school. I had made it to the fourth floor when I noticed every class seemed to be watching a video. I ran into a girl named Katie, who seemed like she couldn't breathe. Her eyes were wide and she sounded confused.
"Someone blew up the World Trade Center," Katie shouted, unable to control her fears.
"Yeah, like, eight years ago," I replied.
"No, now. With a plane."
We ran to the thin, floor-to-ceiling windows in the southwest staircase where we knew we would have a clear view of the World Trade Center. Students and teachers had already begun to crowd into the staircase and stare.
It was 9:00 A.M. …show more content…
How could they not avoid one of the largest buildings in the city? We saw a shadow approach from the south. We all knew what was about to happen, but we didn't want to believe it. Everything, except for that shadow, stopped and everything was silent. Four stories of people pressed up against the glass trying to catch a glimpse of what I couldn’t see. These are the disadvantages of being short. I heard gasping and shrieking all at once because of what we later learned was United Airlines Flight 175 crashing into the south tower. Cell phones didn’t work. We all had family and friends in those buildings. No one knew what to