Kara and I walk down the same street from 9:00 to 9:20 everyday. Today, was no different. We had classes at the Community College at 9:30 together. We had our uniforms on. We were walking down the street. "Did you hear that Michael and Sarah are back together again?" Kara asked me. I didn't care about school drama. "Uh-huh". I droned, wondering if I ever finished the math homework from last night. "You're not listening to-" Kara whined, but she was caught off by her own scream. I whirled around, confused and frightened. There was a plane headed straight towards the World Trade Center. The world slowed as I clasped my hand around my mouth. Kara put a hand over her eyes. There was a loud crash and smoke filled the sky. The North tower collapsed.
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My Creative Writing
Kısa HikayeThis is a collection of some creative writing that I've been working on.
