America at war
I was in Mr. Louis' Auto mechanics class at Lanier County High School. We watched the second plane hit live on TV. My cousin Margery was interning through Vanderbilt and we did not know she was alive for days. I tried to sign up with the army soon afterwards but asthma and medications prevented it. I have always regretted that failure of duty.
I stood there feeling bad about whoever was in the plane or helicopter, but not feeling anything ominous... THEN... I see it... It was almost like slow motion but it was moving so fast... So low... You didnít have time to gasp... It hit the second tower and disappeared, and suddenly the biggest fireball I have ever seen in my life just shoots wide and high into an ocean blue sky... Whoever wasnít stunned on the train suddenly screamed as everyone ran to the windows...
Brian (story excerpt)