2001

The year and event which everyone will always remember.

9 11.

One of the legendary terrorist attacks.

I was watching one of the documentaries on the history channel.

Watching the ppl struggle and as terror strikes them. Heroes and desperate ppls ran helplessly.

When the World Trade Center collapsed, civilians were being chased by huge dark clouds of dust, threeatening to engulf them. They ran for their life. Trapped in the misty and dense air, filled with dust particles. Their nostrils hurt so much that it burns when they inhale. The worries they had when one of their loved ones were in the World Trade Center. They kept trying to get contact with their loved ones. The phone lines were jammed, some were lucky enough to get through, and said their last goodbyes.

The ppl in the building called 911, to get further instructions but they know they're dying and all they can do is sit there and wait for the God to pick them back to his kingdom, and for some, it weren't even their time to leave yet, many of them still had many things to accomplish, to have a family, to further their studies, to get married, travel around the world and so many other dreams. They were caught in surprise, they were just doing their work and minding their own business, outta no where a passenger plane just came crashing in.

In Pennsylvania, the plane crashed but not to their target.

For the Pentagon, the weather weren't on their side I guess, They only manage to crash at one of the sides of the Pentagon, not the hearts of it.

Well of course, the victims of the hijacked planes, Flight 93 had a good battle against the hijackers and manage to break into the cockpit seconds before crashing. Ppl on board called home to their parents, wife and loved ones and bid them goodbye. Told them that they loved them. The brave warriors of flight 93, took down 2 of the hijackers and bust their way in the cockpit using the service trolley and boiled lots of hot water to attack the hijackers with whatever they have. With skills or without, the martial art artists fought and the inexperieced just claw their way through. The fought at their best although the fear of dying bore holes in their hearts silently. They took a deep breath and just went for it. From the blackbox, and from the phone calls made from the air plane to the homes of the victim's loved ones. The contacted ones remembered every line and every back ground voices, panicking, and the messages spread through media and documentaries.

It was touching, it was just so unreal, it was like a nightmare.

It still gives me goosebumps everytime i watch documentaries about it or at the thought of it, i'd feel sad and grateful that i'm still alive, grateful that i wasn't caught by surprise and burnt severly to death. I didn't have to jump out of the windows at 80+ floors. Waving with your top hoping rescue would come to you.

Dun live a vengeful life, you'd never know when the person you're holding grudge on will leave.

RIP.