September 11, 2001.

Since the 12th anniversary of the tragedy, 9/11 is just about five days away, I decided to write this book to make you feel what it was like for all of the people who died, or survived to tell their story about their amazing adventure. (C)


3. Chapter One

Chapter One. 

It was a normal day, or so thought many people. The sky was clear and children were at school. Nobody had a clue of what was going to happen next, to escape their fate..

Steven put took off his jacket and sat back on his desk. He hated math, it was his worst subject. The teacher, Mrs. Gwendello pushed up her big, thick glasses and squinted her eyes at him. 

"Steven, what's twenty five multiplied by four?" She asked him, all of the class turned around to face him, making his face go a light shade of red. 



Steven was interupted by the bell, the hyperactive children rose from their seats and filed out of the classroom. Steven sighed and picked up his backpack, throwing it over his shoulder and walking to his next class. 


"Hey, let's ditch?" Tom asked Steven, not knowing his answer would reflect on his future. 

"Okay," Steven shrugged and followed his friend down the hallway and unto the school parking lots. 

"Where do you want to go?" Tom turned to Steven waiting for an answer. 

"Let's go to the ice cream parlor on Liberty street, I heard their sundaes are the best," little Steven answered and shoved his hands in his pockets, kicking a rock whilst on their journey. 

"Two sundaes please," Tom took a ten dollar bill out of his pocket and handed it to the cashier. After recieving their change, they sat down on a table for two, by a window at the corner of the small ice cream parlor. 

"Guess what?" Steven asked Tom, with a big cheeky smile plastered on his face. 

"What?" Tom lifted his eyebrows up and down. 

"Tiffany talked to me today," Steven winked at his friend and slouched back in his chair to get comfy. 

"That girl you have a huuuuuuuuuuuuuge crush on?" His friend teased, making Steven blush slightly. 

"Two sundaes!" The lady announced. Tom jumped up and grabbed the two sundaes, thanking the lady and sitting back in front of Steven. 

"Here," he pushed the glass in front of him and dug into his own. 


"I'm so full," Steven held his stomach and accidentaly let a burp out. Tom laughed at his friend's sloppiness, standing up to leave. 

"Let's go somewhere else now," he said. 

"All right, let's go," Steven got up and they both walked outside.

"Look at that little girl!" Tom chuckled as he pointed to a girl about five years old, making a fit about something, pounding the floor with clenched fists and screaming. 

Steven shook his head and let out a throaty chuckle. 

"Wow," was all he said. 

"Can we go check out the world trade center buildings? They're so huge and cool," Tom suggested. 

"Whatever," Steven shrugged and followed Tom. 


"Woaaaah!" Steven stared in awe at the twin buildings. 

"I know right?" Tom chuckled and patted Steven's back. 

All of a sudden, a loud noise was heard from above. Both of the boy's heads turned upwards, to see a giant plane flying above their heads. 

The plane created a huge shadow over the whole street due to its size. Tom looked over at his friend with a scared look, noticing the plane inching towards one of the huge buildings. However, Steven hadn't noticed, he was to busy covering his ears from all of the noise. 

People crowded around them and everyone ran out of the shops and stores to check out what was causing all the commotion. 

"AHHHH!!" Ear piercing screams filled the air as the plane crashed into the tower. The crash made a huge hole in the building, terrified people fled out of the tower's doors. The sound of sirens filled Steven's ears, snapping him out of his delusion and 
Looking around. 

"Let's go!" Steven pulled his the other boy's arms, but he stayed still and firm. 


"My dad is in there," he said turning around to face him, tears sparkling in his eyes. 

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