Ok, I just had to write this. I live in Long Island, New York. This is based
on my real life experience. I don't know if I will finish this; I don't know
if I want to. At this point spelling and grammar go out the window. I always
believed that the city in IZ was NYC.
It was lunch, and Dib sat like he always did, next to Gaz. He looked out the window at
the sky. It was so clear and blue. He wished he could be outside. He half listened as some
kids passed talking about a one-person plane crashing into a building. "No casualties"
went in and out of his brain, and he sighed. The bell rang and he slugged his back pack
over his shoulder. He rubbed the other shoulder. It was sore from his latest attempt to
kill/capture Zim. As he walked into the class he looked at Ms. Bitters. Something was
wrong. Very, very wrong. He sat down and stared at her. She had a look of disbelief on
her face. As if one of her predictions had come true, and they were all doomed.
As the other students filed in and sat down, Ms. Bitters turned and faced
the class.
"Today is a dark day. Any one know why?"
Dib grew stiff. In his mind, red flags went up. He said to himself "Could it
be about that plane..?" Mrs. Bitters went on. "Today, at around 8:00, a hijacked passenger
plane crashed into the World Trade Center,"
Silence filled the classroom. Dib's heart turned to stone.
"Fifteen minutes later, another plane crashed into the other tower. About 30 minutes later,
the first tower collapsed."
Dibs heart dropped to his feet, and he became paler than ever.
"Shortly after, the second tower fell."
Dibs mind raced and his head began to spin. Around 8? That was 5 hours
ago... he would never drive past them again... Dad worked in the city... no
more tall towers... Is dad OK? Why didn't they let us know earlier?
Time seemed to whirl past, and then the bell rang. Kids were laughing. How?
He would never laugh again. Zim said something, but Dib didn't hear. He just ran. He
reached the side walk, and there stood Gaz. Something shimmered in the
perfect sunlight on her face.
A tear? Was Gaz...? The tear glistened and fell off her shadowed face. She
turned, and ran to him, hugging him, like he was the only real thing in this twisted world.
He hugged her back.
She sobbed into his shoulder "D-d-dads okay, but all th-those people..."
He hugged her tighter in silent agreement. The joy that his father was alive
dimmed and was extinguished in the horror of all the lives that had passed.
He wondered to himself... "Why bother to stop Zim? We are already conquering
ourselves."
on my real life experience. I don't know if I will finish this; I don't know
if I want to. At this point spelling and grammar go out the window. I always
believed that the city in IZ was NYC.
It was lunch, and Dib sat like he always did, next to Gaz. He looked out the window at
the sky. It was so clear and blue. He wished he could be outside. He half listened as some
kids passed talking about a one-person plane crashing into a building. "No casualties"
went in and out of his brain, and he sighed. The bell rang and he slugged his back pack
over his shoulder. He rubbed the other shoulder. It was sore from his latest attempt to
kill/capture Zim. As he walked into the class he looked at Ms. Bitters. Something was
wrong. Very, very wrong. He sat down and stared at her. She had a look of disbelief on
her face. As if one of her predictions had come true, and they were all doomed.
As the other students filed in and sat down, Ms. Bitters turned and faced
the class.
"Today is a dark day. Any one know why?"
Dib grew stiff. In his mind, red flags went up. He said to himself "Could it
be about that plane..?" Mrs. Bitters went on. "Today, at around 8:00, a hijacked passenger
plane crashed into the World Trade Center,"
Silence filled the classroom. Dib's heart turned to stone.
"Fifteen minutes later, another plane crashed into the other tower. About 30 minutes later,
the first tower collapsed."
Dibs heart dropped to his feet, and he became paler than ever.
"Shortly after, the second tower fell."
Dibs mind raced and his head began to spin. Around 8? That was 5 hours
ago... he would never drive past them again... Dad worked in the city... no
more tall towers... Is dad OK? Why didn't they let us know earlier?
Time seemed to whirl past, and then the bell rang. Kids were laughing. How?
He would never laugh again. Zim said something, but Dib didn't hear. He just ran. He
reached the side walk, and there stood Gaz. Something shimmered in the
perfect sunlight on her face.
A tear? Was Gaz...? The tear glistened and fell off her shadowed face. She
turned, and ran to him, hugging him, like he was the only real thing in this twisted world.
He hugged her back.
She sobbed into his shoulder "D-d-dads okay, but all th-those people..."
He hugged her tighter in silent agreement. The joy that his father was alive
dimmed and was extinguished in the horror of all the lives that had passed.
He wondered to himself... "Why bother to stop Zim? We are already conquering
ourselves."