9/11: A Short Story

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To a seven year old me, the looming grey monolith before me wasn’t intimidating, it was downright nightmarish. Maybe I had traumatized myself by watching “Why Airplanes Crash” the night before, or maybe I was scared of leaving everything I knew behind, but the site of the glass encased, dull concrete Airport made me want to turn around and run. And thinking back to that day in 2009, I probably could have. My Aunt and Grandma had stayed up the whole night packing and cleaning and reassuring me and my Sister that yes, Florida was fun, and no, the Airplane wasn’t going to crash and burn and consequently turn into a steaming pile of ash and dismembered corpses. They were both exhausted, and if me or my sister tried to turn back and ran around the parking lot, they would’ve surrendered and let us be. Regardless of what …show more content…

I charged ahead into the airport, ready to fly to my new home, when i was struck with the sudden realization that I hadn’t packed something very important to me, my blanket.
Now, it almost seems like a cliche to say that I had my own special blanket when I was seven, but I sincerely believed that the blanket I owned was the very center of my universe. It was old, my Grandma had it for years before she gave it to me, and I treasured it. It was a pale sky-blue, a reminiscent of its original royal blue, and had tiny pink flowers scattered throughout it. I had agreed to leave it behind if I got a new one, so I begrudgingly pushed all thoughts about my blanket aside and carried on. The airport experience wasn’t bad, but it was slow. My Aunt had worked in that airport for years, and with every checkpoint we passed we faced more and more of her ex-coworkers, which were… “talkative” to say the least. After

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