Before I begin I want to say that this is not my story but my moms and it has not been told to anyone before
this.

My mother is a US citizen, but on August 29 my mother came to the united states to visit her sister on a visa, who was in New York. When she came they did what people do when they go to New York, they shopped and went out and ate. They had been planing to go to the twin towers in the morning, at 8:45, but my moms sister said they couldn’t go that day because her boss needed her for work ( she worked at a pharmacy in case you were wondering ) so they went 3 days earlier then they had planed, and did typical 9/11 things including taking pictures that she has to this day. “The day was perfect” ,she said. “It was also perfect 3 days later when the towers were struck.” If it weren’t for my aunts boss they would have gone to the twin towers and died. What my mom says she remembers clearly is that even though they where in Queens they still saw the ash that covered everything. “just like late summer snow”