As they fell...
A regular day of sophomore year of high school,9/11/2001. Its about 8:30am and i'm going to my first class: gossiping in the halls, messing around with friends... into class I go come out about 45 minutes after that and everyone is in a fury. "Hey one of the twin towers fell..." I'm going yea right very funny. Out the window, being that I went to school directly across the river from Manhattan, I can see one building standing, when normally out that window there were two. Smoke everywhere the smoke came as far as us. Teachers were freaking out, people were crying in the halls, I didn't even know what to do. I knew my uncle worked in the world trade center and I started freaking out. EVeryone was on their cell phones no one was in class except to watch the buildings. As I stand there, I witnessed the second building falling. We all stood there in disbelief. No one knew what to say or how to react. From our window down below you can see swarms of people crossing the Queensboro Bridge since walking was the only way out of Manhattan and that was one of the only bridges not closed off. At this point, school was cancelled and everyone was trying to figure out how they were going to get home with no MTA. Luckily my dad works not to far from my school and he was able to pick me up, but words can not explain the traffic. What normally took a half hour to get home took 2 hours there was pure chaos in the streets.
After getting home, I discover my uncle was off today. Out of everyday to be off he didn't have to go to work that particular day. Is that luck or what? We so thankful to hear such a thing but the band news was that my other uncle is a fire fighter/paramedic and he was down at the sight. That made us very concerned because along with civilians, rescue workers were dying on the job.
In the end he was fine but not to say his partner was, or his ambulance, or many of his buddies he went through the fire academy with, friends from back home. It was a sad day for everyone. A day I will never forget. The day I watched the towers fall...
After getting home, I discover my uncle was off today. Out of everyday to be off he didn't have to go to work that particular day. Is that luck or what? We so thankful to hear such a thing but the band news was that my other uncle is a fire fighter/paramedic and he was down at the sight. That made us very concerned because along with civilians, rescue workers were dying on the job.
In the end he was fine but not to say his partner was, or his ambulance, or many of his buddies he went through the fire academy with, friends from back home. It was a sad day for everyone. A day I will never forget. The day I watched the towers fall...

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