September 11th is my birthday so on that beautiful morning I woke up and was on my way to work at the WTC. I worked in Tower 2 on the 15th floor. As I arrived to work at around 8:40 am I was putting my bag and belongings in my draw when I heard a loud noise. I was very unsure what the noise was or where it came from. I was not alarmed until my boss yelled “theres a fire everyone evacuate the building.” Myself along with one other co-worker headed for the stairs. As we were running down the stairs people were all yelling and pushing each other in a panic. I somehow got pushed down the stairs in doing so I lost my shoes.
When we finally made it out of the building we started to run as far away from the building as possible. In running I stepped on a piece of glass which then made it really hard to run away from the scene. The co-worker that I was with picked me up and put me on his back and ran with me across the street to Century 21 where he took me to buy me a new pair of shoes. My first thought was to run as far away from everything as possible. I ran towards the Seaport and then to the Ferry so that I could try and get home. When we arrived at the ferry we were told that there would be a ferry arriving at 10am. We waited and waited what was a 1/2 hour seemed like forever. As we were waiting people were frantic. I was still unsure at this point what was going on. some people were saying it was an accident and some people were saying we had been attacked. Just then a man with his head phones on yelled “the Pentagon has been attacked” at that point I knew it was no accident. At exactly 10am just as the ferry was pulling up an unforgetable rumble seemed to be taking over the whole city, it was tower 1 plunging to its death.
Everyone at the terminal ran onto the ferry for safety. Within minutes the ferry pulled away we were all wearing life jackets and all scared of what was next to come. Throughout all the comotion I lost the co-worker I was with. Finally, the ferry took me to where I felt safety. (at least for the time being)I never got to thank my co-worker for his generosity but I will never forget the helping hand he lent in what to me was the worst day in history and a day that I will never forget as long as I live.
God Bless America