Trapped..

Part one of many

"Wake upppp!!!!!!!!!" Said my brother yelling at me.

"Ugh my eyes.." as I fell out of my bed.

I didn't want to go to work today at all, i felt as sick as i did last week.

Yuck!

I quickly took a shower and got dressed and had my bag with all my papers in it.

As i walked into work i was greeted by the normal door people. Now that i think of it i never knew their names.

I usually just said "Thanks." and slowly walked away but today was different.. It felt weird like someone or something caused people to hate me or very much disliked me.

I sat at my desk and continued my work from the night before. I was on the 96th floor in the north tower.

Around 8:45 to around 8:50 i heard a loud noise and the building started to shake i quickly tried to text or call my siblings and or mother. I had no cell service. I knew my brother would try his hardest to find me so i quickly wrote him this note: "Dear Brother, if you ever find this..I want you to just leave me here. It is no use trying to get me out. I know this is my last words and my last note. As i look around me people are jumping out the window as if they have a chance to live by doing that because there is this imaginary pillow there. Please share this note with mother,father, and the rest of the family. I will watch over you wherever i go.."

It felt like i started to black out, before i fainted i had seen my brother try to find me. He had carried me outside in an attempt to save me. I quickly awoke to people screaming and crying around me.

"You really shouldn't have tried to save me.." i said in a strained voice

"Why??" My brother look at me concerned

"I'm already sick. I could die any day.."

A few minutes later all i could remember was my body went numb. And i had fallen to the floor.

As i sit here writing my story on what happened i'm very sick in the hospital. I wish i could stay alive longer to explain more but-...