Tuesday, 27 May 2014
My worst day...
It is September 2001, I´m so lucky to be here in New York. Today is my first day in my new job and I´m so nervous. I hope the views are as good as I have been told from mu building.
At last it´s lunch time, what a surprise! My sister has come to vistit me and take me out to lunch. As we cross the street we begin to see people screaming and shauting. No-one knows what´s happening.
Suddenly we can´t breathe and there is smoke everywhere. We are so scared we don´´t know what to do. All I know is that a plane has creased in to the Twin Towers.
When I go to find my sister, I realice that she is not breathing...
This was the worst day of my life, I will never forget it.
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