I remember waking up late and going into the living room to find my brother sitting on the floor in front of the TV. All he said was "they flew a plane into the WTC," I turned to look and saw the second plane hit the other tower. We lived under the flight path of almost all air traffic into and out of Las Vegas and it felt like the whole world had just stopped, the silence was deafening.
For weeks after the attack every time I saw a plane at a odd angle in the sky my heart would skip a beat.
~O~
For weeks after the attack every time I saw a plane at a odd angle in the sky my heart would skip a beat.
~O~