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12/14/08(Sun)22:06:21 No.2440940>>2440736 I
was picking up some paper work at New York City Hall for business at
around 8:00, heard the first plane crash (didnt see it) people went
outside, I was pretty damn stupid for walking closer to it (NYC Hall is
only like 5 or 6 blocks away, i forget I move to San Diego in 2002), I
really had no idea that the thing was going to collapse. Then saw the
second plane crash, and just stood and watching, i was terrified, yet
curious at the same time. Saw many firefighters go in, many that did
not come out. Then people started to jump, and oh my god was that
horrible, seeing a body fall that distance for that time was just
horrible, knowing that that was someones mom, dad, daughter, son,
friend, and that there was nothing for them to do except jump. That was
the first time i had tears just run down my face since my grandfather
died. It was life changing. Then the unthinkable happened, one of the
towers fell, people ran and didnt know where to go, the ash, smoke, and
concrete just fell, and I had noticed a car with no one in it, and
there was an older black lady in like her 70's that I grabbed and got
into someones car so we could escape the debris. Then the second tower
fell, and it was like that all again. My god that was horrible, my god,
everytime i tell this i tear up, but it is so emotional for me, that it
has to be told when people ask. |