It was a bright sunny day outside my office in the World Trade Center. Getting my work done glancing at stock writing reports, you know the usual. I had my formal attire on today and my hair well done. It was my job as the chief of staff to take care of such things to get the economy balanced and get the most out of my employees. Everything was going swell that is what I thought until 8:50, when someone yelled, “PLANE!” Everything went still at that moment. It felt like time was slowing down, the plane thrashing into the building, people screaming it was total destruction in there. We all ran screaming trying to get out of the blazing building escaping the scorching flames. My heart was racing. Out of nowhere we began to see reality and we
