Through_The_Eyes_Of_A_Local_Fireman

Through The Eyes Of A Local Fireman It was a regular day in New York. Wake up, go to school, work, come home at ten o’clock, and then retire for the night. Yes, it was a simple like not much action going on. Most of the day had progressed; the time was roughly ten forty-five eleven o’clock. All of a sudden we heard a big BOOM!! (Me I’m no regular New Yorker, I’m a Long Island boy. That sound was not part of my everyday life.) I was sitting in French class at the time (The class was really boring, not that Mme Avari was a bad teacher, she was awesome. I’m just not multilingual.) Since I sat the closest to the window, as well as being a New York State EMT, I rushed over to the window to see what had happened. The second I looked out side, a vast Mysterious Black cloud hovered in the clear blue sky. Being a fireman as well my instincts were going off like an early morning alarm clock. My first instinct was “Oh, don’t worry it’s just another house fire or propane tank. Secondly I figured that it was much bigger than it appeared to be. I had no 911, new, york, out, time, state, just, it’s, going, side, rushed, running, over, off, never, looked, life, i’m, help, fireman, day, city, child, brothers, broken, being, arrived, windows, window, way, wanted, two, towers, ten, steps, started, sound