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DarkZeroHyrule · #3 [ ] 10-04-2006, 06:51 AM

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Another Day of Infamy

Pearl Harbor. It was what brought America into World War Two. The Japanese bombed our troops there to keep America out of the war. Ironic? September 11. It was what created the War on Terror that America jumped into, or rather created. This was done to show the power Al Qaeda and the Taliban had and to make the Americans surrender. Coincidence? These countries, at the time, were stubborn. America proved to be the most stubborn of them all.

“All right class!” Mr. Miller exclaimed, “It’s time to enter the World Trade Center!”

A loud cheer went through the class. This was the most anticipated trip of the month. Every US History class took a day off to visit the economic center of the world, the World Trade Center. After a quick explanation, they were split up and given permission to go through the Twin Towers, but they were to meet back at the steps of the WTC at eleven o’clock. Mr. Miller, in previous years, never talked about the trade that went on for long. He barely spoke of it! So, this year, the students were allowed to just go up the towers that overlooked the city and gave it the ability to prosper.

Robert and Kate were, by no lucky means, in the same group along with a few other kids in their class. They were all boys, since the class had more boys than girls. One was Matthew, the rebel of the class. He usually enjoyed watching Robert sleep through a class or two of history. He always picked on Robert for having Kate as a girlfriend, although no one knows why. Matthew walked up to them, huddled them together, and said his plan.

“We’re going to the top floor and pretend we’re holding the place hostage.” He whispered.
“We can’t do that!” another boy, Zack, shouted.
“Why not, O wise one?” Matt asked back with a sarcastic tongue.
“There are guards with guns!” Zack informed him, “They can shoot us!”
“What other plans do you have then?” Kevin inquired.

These two had a weird relationship. They were friends for the last few years. Zack would always say something sensible and Kevin would punch him into a corner, mentally speaking. Robert found it odd that the two were on such odd ends and yet they remained friends.

“How about we go to the top floor and watch them?” Robert asked.
“Fine,” Matthew surrendered, “We can think of a plan in the elevator anyway.”

It was decided at eight o’ clock AM they would meet at the top floor any way they wanted, although they all wanted the elevator. Therefore, at 7:55, the group was crammed into an elevator headed for the top floor. Lyndon, another boy from the group, impatiently tapped his foot as the watch he wore read 8:15. So many stops were made and they were all very annoyed at this. Finally, at 8:20, they had made it to the top floor of the South Tower of the Twin Towers. The sun was rising towards its peak and they had one of the best views in the entire city. Matthew tried to plan a prank, but he failed miserably when Mr. Miller came from behind and pulled his ear while in the midst of planning it. The officials there were typing away like this would be their last day. Cubicles reflected some originality, but not a lot. It ranged from a bright blazer to many family pictures.

It was eight thirty and the two lovers were looking at the North Tower where some of their classmates were told to go. Either way, those two knew that they’d be gazing at the opposite tower. Kate looked around a bit and Robert could sense she was in a little fear again.

“Are you still worried about yesterday?” Robert asked, pushing her hair out of her fearful eyes.
“Kind of,” she said, “I think I saw someone follow me to school even though you were walking me. Also… I-I-I had a dream.”
“So did I,” he responded, “The dream one, I mean. It was more of a nightmare. There were four fires and there were sounds of people-“
“Screaming and splattering…” Kate finished.
“You didn’t have that dream, did you?” Robert asked, only to see her nod in fear, “That can’t be good.”

It was eight forty and Mr. Miller phoned the other faculty chaperone and told him to get the students down to the main lobby. The South Tower students were enjoying themselves at this top floor. Zack and Kevin had gone to playing poker on the floor. Matthew looked at what the workers were typing while the two lovers looked at the North Tower. The shadows of students had begun descending as the sun continued its rise. Kate sighed, looked around, then spotted something. A plane was flying through the airways of New York City. She knew this was normal, and yet, it sort of frightened her, for she had never been up this high before to see a plane in such detail while it flew. It was eight forty-three and Kate started screaming.

“What’s wrong?!” Robert asked.
“Th-th-th-th” she stuttered, pointing at the window.

Robert saw that the plane was flying, but it was headed towards the North Tower and, to him, it seemed to have no plans of stopping anytime soon. A split second stop and the two saw all the panic on the plane and knew that death would ensue. 8:45 AM. Crash! An explosion followed and the screams began.

“Mr. Miller!” Robert shouted, alerting the history teacher, “We’ve got a situation!”
“What’s wro- Oh my f-----g goodness,” He said as he saw the flames erupting from the middle side of the North Tower, “Everyone out! Now!”
“It was just get-“ Matthew started.
“Now Matthew!” Mr. Miller shouted.

All the students ran towards the elevator just as a supervisor entered. He wore a white button down shirt with black dress pants and brown shoes. His name tag read George Millon and he had eyes of, not fear, but anger.

“There is nothing wrong!” he said with a smile, “You can stay.”

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