My Fear of Gamma Ray Bursts in New York City

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Since the day I was born, scary movies, rollercoasters, and haunted houses were not my "thing". I never appreciated scary pranks, darkness, and bloody movie scenes. I never knew, however, that I would get the scare of my life seven years ago. My heart never pounded so hard and I never felt such a trembling sensation throughout my body. August 14, 2003 was one of the worst days of my life, period. That Thursday will never be forgotten. Early in the morning, too early to remember, Mom walked into my tiny bedroom and woke me up. Like every other day, this one was beginning to be a normal one. Cinnamon oatmeal, milk, and iced tea started my day. Of course I was excited to hangout with Mom in Manhattan, trips like these didn't happen every day. I was only ten years old at the time and it was still fun to ride the subway. Around 10 in the morning, the Q train was empty and unusually fast. Like always, I talked the whole ride to Manhattan. Exactly 11 stops later, we arrived at 34th Street. At the moment, I would've never imagined the terrible situation I was goin...

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