9/11 Communication Narrative

It is 8:44 as I tediously begin sorting out my notes and papers of past meetings, the clock ticks by. 16 seconds…17 seconds…18 seconds I count in my head. Words begin to float off the paper as I anxiously await my next meeting. 58 seconds… 59 seconds… 8:45 p.m. Tapping my pen on the desk, earns a nasty look from the old lady in the next nook, but I continue defying, shaping a rhythm in my head. 16 seconds…17 seconds…18 seconds. Workers around the room get up creating a commotion. What’s going on? I stand, make my way to the window, and see that there’s a plane right outside; people begin to scream. Looking closer, a terrifying realization hits me, it’s too low, it’ll hit the building. The sound of people running teases my ears. 30 seconds…31
Those above 99 say they saw the plane hit, fire is hitting the windows from the floors below, and the stairways are blocked by flame. 8:55. We hear screams in the stairwell, workers from floor 91 are flying down the stairs…burned, ladies with hair on fire, and men with charred faces. Chaos reigns in the after effect, people screaming and crying, confused and worried, most of all afraid. 8:57. I feel hands tugging at my arms, urging me to leave the floor, yet my eyes are glued to the tawny haired woman, with her face burned, shrapnel in her stomach, and her eyes forever closed, it’s a
These poor people one can only imagine what they've been through…the stories they'll spin. “It was, as the sequence of horror first began to unfold across New York's skyline, initially unbelievable. As if in some far-fetched Hollywood disaster movie, reports came in of an explosion at the World Trade Center, possibly caused by a plane. Then, as the cameras arrived and the live television commentary began, another plane seemed to come from nowhere. The second plane curved in from the west and appeared to aim straight at the second tower and hit it just below the level of the first impact... it was being aimed deliberately at the target…” I started to drone out after that, they speak with outside information, second hand experiences, accurate yet dull facts. After all the weren't in the building, they didn’t experience the shock, the force. They will never understand, and we will never