The attack of 9/11/01 was probably the worst day of my life. Probably the scariest, too. It was the day I lost a very important person in my life.
"Dawson, wake up!" My fiance Bethany yelled. I jolted awake. "You're going to be late! Come on!" I glanced at my clock. 6:07am. Only twenty three minutes to get ready and drive to work. It was very convenient that I only live two minutes away from the World Trade Center, which is where I work. Bethany left my room and started to make breakfast. I trudged out of my bedroom and entered the dining room, where I sat down. Another boring Tuesday, I thought to myself. "So what is going to be special about today Dawson? Anything?" Beth asked me. "Nothing really, just meetings here and there. But I am meeting Mr. Briskly for a potential raise." I said. "How is Mr. Briskly doing?" She asked me. "The last time I saw him he was just a crippled old fellow who needed an extra hand with just about anything just about anytime. I feel so sorry for him. Really." I replied. A plate of chocolate chip pancakes were placed in front of me. "Yeah me too, and I am going to work my four hour shift at Verizon today." Beth mentioned. "Have fun," I sarcastically said to my soon to be wife. She just smirked at me. "Oh, and by the way, the wedding invitations got dropped off late last night... Have a look if you would like!" Beth said as I walked out the door to my car. I started the engine and blew a kiss to Beth, who was standing at the door. Then, I put the car in reverse and started on my way to work.
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The eyes of 9/11/01
Historical FictionSeptember 11, 2001. One of the most sorrowful days for the U. S. A. This gripping book is about several fictional characters that experienced this horrible day. 'Then, there was a crash, and the north tower collapsed.' "'What in the name of God has...
