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Array ( [sid] => 3699 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I was there [time] => 2002-09-11 13:15:24 [hometext] => 9/11 how can we ever forget [bodytext] => I sat down to my normal day coffee, and in front of my screen i could see there was work to be done,so i being.

Suddenly there was a sound like no other and for a moment i thought the world had come to a end and it was finally our time to depart from this world at least that would have been better than what was really happening.

Flashinglights,the smell of smoke i was sure this was it and in the moment of it all i remember glancing over to the windows and seeing people.. alot of people ready to take the easiest way they knew just to get out...

Then suddenly a vision flashed in my mind and i remember clearly when i was younger how i always wanted to fly, just jump from a high area and soar,so i walked over to the window..and i done something i always wanted to do for the last time. I FLIED.From the 104th floor i flied. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 43 [informant] => keyonwifey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
I was there

Contributed by keyonwifey on Wednesday, 11th September 2002 @ 01:15:24 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



I sat down to my normal day coffee, and in front of my screen i could see there was work to be done,so i being.

Suddenly there was a sound like no other and for a moment i thought the world had come to a end and it was finally our time to depart from this world at least that would have been better than what was really happening.

Flashinglights,the smell of smoke i was sure this was it and in the moment of it all i remember glancing over to the windows and seeing people.. alot of people ready to take the easiest way they knew just to get out...

Then suddenly a vision flashed in my mind and i remember clearly when i was younger how i always wanted to fly, just jump from a high area and soar,so i walked over to the window..and i done something i always wanted to do for the last time. I FLIED.From the 104th floor i flied.




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Re: I was there (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Thursday, 8th May 2003 @ 09:49:38 AM AEST
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Good write, yes we will never be the same it will forever be in our mind that dreadful day.




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