TPOV
I walk outside and find a spot near the building to sit down. I dial Ally's number and just as I am about to hit send a shadow falls over me.
I look up and freeze as I watch a plane fly into the building I just left, the building where Janine is still sitting at her desk.
My hand is pressed to the ground so I feel it shake from the impact.
My heart seems to stop and before I can make a move people come flying out of the building. I stand up and immediately knocked back down on my ass. My phone goes flying. I don't know where it lands and don't really care. What I do care about are the pages of my journal that have fallen out of my back pocket.
I know I need to get away but I have to get at least some of the pages. Between the people and the slight breeze it is not an easy task.
Just as I decide to call it quits there is another shadow and I watch in horror as another plane crashes into the South Tower.
The only way to describe the scene now is chaos.
People are running out of the towers and fire fighters are running in. People who trapped on the top floors are jumping out windows.
My thoughts now are of getting away and getting home to Ally and my family.
AN: Ok a couple of things: First this story is not betad so please ignore the mistakes. Second when 9/11 happened I was 13 and living in Minnesota so I don't really have a first hand account of what happened, so if this isn't 100% accurate I apologize. One more TPOV tonight and we will start with Ally tomorrow!