story8976.xml

story8976.xml

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2003-01-19

I have wanted to do this for awhile, but was unable to do it until now. Cmj was that weekend and that is what brought me to the city that particular day. I wanted to go early, I had some friends I hadn't seen in some time and I wanted to see a relative that at the time worked in the trade center. I arrived in the city on September 11 in the morning about 6:30 ish, all I could remember was what a beautiful day it was. It was one of those that days that just for the suns ray on your face and hair made you feel alive. After settling in I found my way to the trade center and sat and talked to my relative. She and I didn't get to see one another since my move from the village. I had began walking, enjoying the smell and sound that only New York could offer. Being just of two blocks away my ears began to ache from a deafening roar. I was still I remember I can't believe this is for real. I can't believe that this is really happening. A man ran past me and tapped my arm and said ' come on man, we've got to get out of here!' I, although frozen found my way to run with the others. Since then, my life has been very difficult in the adjustment. I wonder if I stayed and talked longer, stopped to look at something, or maybe held the door for you, you would be here and I would be there. I don't know if I should be sorry, and I don't know how to even be myself anymore. I was lost there too, and I can't imagine finding my soul silent. Although I am not sure if it is warranted, I am sorry. I am sorry that I didn't hold the door for you. I hope you too made it out and I hope that you are able to find the peace that I have been looking for.