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The tranquil skyline of New York was the setting for my office. I was on the 42nd floor working for the world leading G.H.Martin & Son, the stockbrokers.

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English - Original Writing The tranquil skyline of New York was the setting for my office. I was on the 42nd floor working for the world leading G.H.Martin & Son, the stockbrokers. My office had some of the most beautiful views in the world. You could look out of the window and look at all of the boats in the docks going about their daily business. When I used to stay at work late, you could see the beautiful red sun going down behind the buildings, I could not have wished for anything better. I had been a very hectic morning, everyone was stressed out because we did have a big order coming through. We were all in the meeting room on the east side of the North tower. We had all just been told that we were getting a pay rise, so everybody was happy. All of a sudden there was an almighty, ear-piercing bang from above and a huge fireball came down the building and shattered the windows. ...read more.

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That was the first time I had been glad to see the emblem of the World Trade Centres on the polished floor in the lobby. When I finally got to the doors I was free, but the terror that could be seen outside was dreadful, people were bleeding, there were people laying in heaps on the floor where they had jumped from above, their bodies looked like rag dolls that had been thrown away and run over by a car, it was just terrible. I stared all around be and then realised that whilst I had been getting out of that hell hole another plane had crashed it's way into the second tower. It was now clear that this was no accident, someone had planned this. I thought 'who could do such a thing, killing all those innocent people and depriving many children the chance to see one or both of their parents again' I was lucky I had got out, but I could not believe that so many innocent people had lost their lives. ...read more.

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When the news came to me I thought, oh my god, so many of my friends had been working in there at the very time the plane struck the building. I had been talking to one of them on the phone only five minutes before and I wondered if I would ever see them again. We all rushed to the scene to see if there was anything we would do. The area was devastated, there was dust even farther away from the building than we were. It was damp and as we got closer we could see it like a red carpet where it was stained with people's blood. All of a sudden we could hear creaking sounds like metal snapping and then the first tower collapsed, the noise was un-imaginable like nothing I had heard before. There was a huge dust cloud that was practically eating its way through anything that stood in its path. We had to find somewhere to hide. There were loads of shops to go and shelter in but they were all jammed full of the other people that wanted to save themselves Daniel Youds 10N Thursday, 05 December 2002 ...read more.

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