I Survived

Chapter 1

Tuesday, September 11, 2001

8:46 am

New York City, New York

A bright blue sky stretched over New York City. It was the morning rush. Men and woman hurried to work.Taxis, cars and buses zoomed through the streets. And then there was the plane. Many people in Lower Manhattan heared it before they saw it - the screaming roar of jet engines. The massive aircraft streaked through the sky, barley skimming over rooftops. Up and down the sidewalks, people froze. Eleven-year-old Lucas Calley supposed to be in Manhattan that day. His parents had no idea that he'd caught a train into the city,that he was there, on a crowded sidewalk,  looking up as it began. Lucas watched, almost hypnotized, as the plane careened through the sky. He'd never seen a plane fly so low.It was so close that he can read the letters on the tail: AA. American Airlines. Panicked questions swirled through his mind. Was there something wrong with the plane? Was the pilot sick? Lost? Confused? Pull up! Lucas wanted to shout. Go higher! But the plane kept getting lower. And faster. And now Lucas's heart stopped as he saw what was in the plane's path: The Twin Towers of the World Trade Center. The silver and glass buildings, each a quarter of a mile tall, rose high above the New York City skyline. The plane sped up. NO! With one last ferocious roar, the jet plunged into the side of one of the towers. There was a thundering explosion. People all around Lucas screamed. And then the bright blue sky filled with black smoke and fire.

To Be Continued