This story is goanna be a sad story so please don't give happy comments. The villains are goanna lose a pale. I don't tell who it is. This chapter is goanna be a small chapter.
Chapter 3 New York.
The hotel at five o'clock.
The next morning, every body was up early. Sarah stood under the shower when SK grabbed her from behind again and started to kiss her in the neck. Sarah moaned at his touch. After the shower, SK rolled Sarah on the bed and crawled on top of her. He was about to make love with her, they forgot it yesterday. At the room of Dark Wing and Light Wing was it the same. Light Wing lay on the bed when Dark Wing crawled on top of her and they made love too for about an hour.
The restaurant, six o'clock.
The team at there food and started to pack there stuff. About half past seven they started to drive and this time Sarah sat next to Skeleton King and hugged him. SK looked at Sarah and hugged her back. Dark Wing did the same only he got was a smack on his face. Every body laughed. When it was eight o'clock, they arrived at New York. They drove about an hour when they were at the Twin Towers. SK didn't want to go because he was scared of heights and Dark Wing too and the others except for Scrapperton stayed with the two.
He reached the top on 9.14 and saw an airplane heading for the tower.
Scrapperton's POV.
"What a beautiful sight on top of it. Wait, why is that plane heading for the building?"
Sarah's POV.
There was a huge explosive and Sarah looked at the building. "Guys, the building is hitted!" Every body looked up and saw a huge fire coming for the building. SK said that Scrapperton was on top of the building. I don't remember when the Twin Towers came down. I think it was about 10.44. When it was 10.44, the team was in shock. The building with Scrapperton came down. There was a huge cloud and nobody could see a thing. A day later, the list of dead people came on TV. Scrapperton was one of the million people who had died. Every body cried for the rest of the day. They would always remember this day. The day of eleven September. The day of the dead of Scrapperton….
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SK: why Scrapperton? Why?
Me: sniff, life isn't fair.
Sarah: please think of Scrapperton.
The three began to cry out loud.