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No Time To Spare

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No Time To Spare Once I had prepared myself for the day ahead and had said my daily 'goodbyes' and 'love yous' to the family I headed for Manhattan via the tube, after leaving the car outside the city. I got out of my cabin and the buzz of the city too me under its wing for another day. I got to the 58th floor and was nestling into the day when a bang, a sound almost impossible to describe. A pitch that hurts your ears. A crunch, almost too deep to be heard. It was a few seconds before the severity of the incident sunk in across the office. I gazed up from my desk and their seemed to be debris of some sort falling past the window. We watched in amazement, and some commented on how it could have been lightning, but how on a sunny September day? ...read more.


In the passing they told us to keep going. It got much worse for a couple of floors, but then the air began to clear. I was just an observer, more and more detached from the reality of what was taking place as I tumbled down each step. Floor 29. We caught some word from people that a plane had hit the building.. People constantly stated how strange it was. I spoke a bit about how it could have been a terrorist attack. They would shake off my proposal, and I would repeatedly hear the word "accident". Reality began to sink back in and worries of family began to sink in, questions raced through my head. Floor 16. My heart began to sink as the rescue workers went up the stairs to do whatever they possibly could. ...read more.


I could see the roaring flames, radiating brighter than the sun. For seconds I watched it burn, thoughts evaporated from my mind. "I'm not going to die being!". People stopped to take pictures. I had a number of urges to stop and shake them and scream "Get a move on . . ." I turned round to see which way would be most likely to dodge the snaking smoke when I saw the building collapse. A moment past. And another and finally I looked back and it was gone, everything was gone. There was no sidewalk. No bistros, no people, no Towers. I couldn't her myself breath. I couldn't feel the air entering my lungs, all I could feel was the thoughts now condensing in my mind, they were endless. I stood upright in a street, which now had no name. In a city which had been in gulfed in smoke. In a country which had been utterly devastated. Ben Urquhart ...read more.

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