(Inspired by the 911 Events)
I saw it coming. Out of the window…
Fear. An onslaught of fear burst upon me like the bang from the barrel of a gun as I was running from my worst nightmare. Although I was dreaming deeply, it felt real enough to make me trimmer in my bed and leave my heart rate beating at an astronomical speed. I was awakened by my alarm clock, my ears bleeding with the deafening sound of the constant bleeping. I felt drained…exhausted, emotionally and physically, but I had to find the strength and will power to get ready for work and deliver my presentation to my fellow colleagues. I swung my legs ferociously to the side of my bed and buried my head in my hands trying to recover from the conspicuous sunlight. Today was just a normal, typical day in New York. Nothing new and unexpected but for the residents of New York, all that was about to change.
I pulled my hair back tight in a permanent pucker of disapproval, revealing my antipathy for a typical Tuesday morning. I walked out of my house and up the road, inhaling the intoxicating odour of freshly made bagels and the over-powering stench of Starbucks coffee. As I paced steadily into my work building, I took the elevator to the top floor and gripped my briefcase tightly. I was still half asleep and half awake; a mix between the both made me feel like a miserable homosapian! I dragged my feet across the carpet, completely doubting my choice in shoes for the day but I sat down gracefully at my desk and got my notes ready for my presentation. I stared out of the window to put my mind at ease. I was in a trance; left admiring the picturesque and exquisite city and how the clouds overlapped the pulchritudinous ball of gas. Suddenly, my transfixion was interrupted by something ugly looking…something peculiar…something discombobulating. It couldn’t be could it? Yes. It was a plane.
I didn’t really understand what was happening. What was the source of this obscurity? My heart beat immediately accelerated without my authority but this was so unexpected. The antagonistic altitude and rendering of my senses was enough to put me in panic and astonishment. A burst of screams and the unmistakable acrid taste of fear burst upon everyone. The discontinuity of everyone’s happiness ultimately imputed that we were all dreading what was about to happen. I backed away slowly and cautiously, allowing beams of perspiration to trickle merrily down the sides of my face. The plane was here now and ready to crash…
Are there any preachers in the audience? This is a convenient time to prey.
The cacophonous boom and crash was enough to sweep everyone off their feet and on their backs. The thunder and smash both formed a strong force and together made an unbeatable, indestructible barrier that blocked any sudden exits. The noise reverberated around my small physical structure and I was knocked vigorously onto my back. I winced at the impetuous affliction and agony; the pain was excruciatingly unbearable. Tables, chairs, clocks and computer's shaked uncontrollably, left trimmering from the plane’s quake. A rush of turbulence ruptured up my spine and my heart beat quickened like it was competing against the speed of my breath. Where was the fire-fighters? Police? The authority? We couldn’t stay here and put through our minds the idea of being completely powerless against an alternative. Surely there must be an escape route. Right?
The tower started to sway from side to side as if it was a mother rocking it’s baby in it’s cradle. I felt disorientated and completely isolated by the sudden eruption of a thick, sinister veil of smoke. I grabbed all the colleagues I could find and rushed to the stairs. But there was the biggest obstacle we couldn’t fight out of. Rubble, furniture and broken pipes blocked our only escape route. We’re done for! We had no other choice but to stay in the room we was just in but how can we get help? Suddenly, I had an epiphany. I grabbed a white shirt, opened the window and put it out the window, letting it twirl and turn in the wind. Birds flew past the building, nonchalantly unaware of the indistinct tales unfolding around them. My insecurity got the better of me and I allowed the flames and smoke to bully me into going outside. A ream of tears began to form and my mind drew blank. I noticed the humungous crowd form into a semi circle around the building, leaving no shred of sympathy for the wing-less being on it’s avenue to portending calamity. I opened the window and raised my arms, revealing my invisible wings to the audience below.
I jumped. Out of the window…
