MICHEL GET TO WORK! my step father yelled as he wiped a wet rag at me. I DONT WANT TO HERE YOUR COMPLANING YOU DONT EVEN WORK AS HARD AS I DO ! he said as he grabbed his keys and left for work.
I ran to my room that was in the basement and went to go find my money stash. I have been saving up some money to afored a plpane ticket to fly to New York so that I would not have to suffer any longer here in Gorgia. Yes I was only 12 but I was being abused and was not going to school because I was treated like a servant and me fucher to my step father did not mader.
I grabbed my money and ran from the house after I wrote a note to my sibilings and then I also wrote a note to my step dad and mom and it said.
TO step father and mom
you no longer have controle over my life and futer
as I and moving away and flying somewhere you would never find me
I never want to see step father ever agen but I do want to see my
mom and one day hope to see my real dad.
Love Michel Helen
I did not feel regretful for leaving that ruced old home but now I would be able to see an old friend but not only that but be able to folow my dream to one day work in the Twin Towers. I got to the air port and got a ticket to the next New York flight at 1:30 pm. It soon hit 1:00 and on the anosments it said flight 11 pasingers pleas BOURD your flight. I headed over to the plane entrance and got to my sweet it was a window seat.
The flight was about two hours long. I had planned my whole life out from that moment on. When ever I landed in New York I would ask were an orfineg if and then I would go to the orfineg and tell them my parents died and that I need a place to stay. if they take me in then I will attend the same school as my friend Millie and I would tell her every thing. and I would have to be careful as her dad is a close freind with my step father. I have to make sure he does not tell him were I am or then my life would be ruend. Then I pulled a note book out and started to journal.
I started with.
My name is Michel Helen and I have ran away from home. I was born in 1982 and ever
since I was five years old my real father ran from us and my mom never said were he went or said if
he would be back. It is seven years later and it is now 1993 and I am now twelve years old.
That is were I ended on the journal before I got off the plane. I asked were the nearest orphanage was and I went to it. once I was there the ladeas who worked there took me in and sowed me to me room and I would have my own room.
YOU ARE READING
911
Historical FictionMike is 20 years old and works on the 94th floor of the north twin tower and was kissing to music and doing his work when flight 11 hit at 8:46 am as Millie his wife had got a call on her work computer as it was set up as it would be in a office sh...
