9/11 Short Stories

A loud crashing sound came crawling up the stairs. Warwick and Hall sprung from the musty hole and fell to the ground. Everyone huddled around them with concern. No one said a word. They stared in astonishment while the men lay on the filthy dirt ridened floor.

The ship exited the lagoon and made it into the open sea. “What happened?” Ralph shrieked, shaken out of his sobbing state from the officer’s yells. “No! I must have kicked the reverse as I was getting out of the ship!” replied the officer.

someone shouted. “Wait a minute… ,” he said quietly, he then shouted at the top of his lungs, “ IT'S HEADED STRAIGHT FOR THE OTHER TOWER!”

Roaring lions, swinging trapeze actors, suspenseful rope actors, goofy clowns, hungry cannibals all under one tent. They’re here to entertain tons of people children and aged, towering giants to midgets, rich or poor because it’s only fifty cents for adults and twenty five cents for kids. Don’t wait for too long since there’re only two shows on May 18th. That’s what Dan and Christopher, best friends since kindergarten, read when arriving to Stoddard’s grocery store to grab a soda and chips in a sizzling day at the start of summer. They are extremely fired up!

Darkness. Everything was black. You didn't know where you were, or how you got there. You tried to stand up. Your legs began to wobble.

Papi’s entire business front was blown to smithereens, wiping out everyone and everything inside. Papi, the dog, and all of his henchmen were scattered all over the streets of Miami. Happy with a smile, Cuzzo watched as the entire scene unfolded before his eyes. The fire, the explosion, the chaos and all the confused faces of those close by and onlookers trying to figure out what hell had just happened.

The blanket of smoke that smothered the street lingered still. It crept slowly upwards: the awful scent burning noses; the fumes suffocating any that dared to remain. The war that was raging on in other lands had now been thrown upon their doorstep. What had once been a bustling urban location, always full of animation, now lay crumbled in a miserable pile of bricks, ash and smoke. The motor cars that usually hurtled down the street ceased to exist.

Down, down, he rolled, covered in white powder, until he crashed into a tree at the base of the hill with a loud thud. The excitement over, the gathered crowd turned their attention back to fiery attraction and gaped, tears pooled in their eyes, countenances solemn. Following the mass, the man in the cloak turned his gaze back to the girl, just in time to witness the end of the

It seemed as if every light in the house was on. That’s what little brothers do; they waste everything. They dump food on the floor, they leave water running, and they don’t turn off lights. That is an older sisters job, so that’s what I was doing.

"Well there is no duty tomorrow so I guess it's okay." "Now I gotta get going, just gotta pack my stuff." *looks around " [If someone sees me talking to myself that would be problematic.]" .

3.00AM - I sit there as it all happens, frozen. Sarah convinced me to come ‘It’ll be fun’ she said ‘You need to get out of the house’ she said. Now here we are, Sarah passed out hours ago, completely wasted. I’m all alone 8.00PM - I’m trying to find something to wear, I can’t find anything!

It was a while before the last stroke ceased vibrating. It stayed in the air, more felt than heard, for a long time. Like all the bells that ever rang still ringing in the long dying light-rays and Jesus and Saint Francis talking about his sister. Because if it were just to hell; if that were all of it. Finished.

The purpose of this project was to understand how the elements of physics allow a roller coaster to function. By the end of this, we will be able to distinguish the energy behind a roller coaster and how the laws of physics allow it to stay in motion and guarantee the passengers safety, demonstrated

He built up the courage and rolled. It felt like Red was falling for years when he finally hit the ground. “Ouch” he thought. “That’ll leave a mark.” As Red looked up to see if Richard had noticed, he began to look down.

I might as well have attempted to arrest an avalanche! Down—still unceasingly—still inevitably down! I gasped and struggled at each vibration. I shrunk convulsively at its every sweep. My eyes followed its outward or upward whirls with the eagerness of the most unmeaning despair; they closed themselves spasmodically at the descent, although death would have been a relief,