I woke up to another day of struggling to get out of bed, and finding no milk in the refridgerator! Sluggishly started ironing my clothes for work.

I work in my home town of Middlesbrough, England, as a sales assistant in a sports shop called`Sports Soccer`.

Tuesdays are always quiet and the day seems to drag on. But not long after I had started work, costomers started coming in talking about the World Trade Centre being blown up?!

The staff all seemed to look at each other and ask more questions to these costomers…then as we looked accros from the store at the Electrical shop, selling Televisions, we noticed Hollywood like Dramatic images.

1 member of staff walked over and began watching realising that this was what the costomers were talking about.

More people stopped, a sense of silence fell over everyone as they watched these images all beleiveing “this cant be real….this can’t be happeneing!”

The rest of that day we all disscussed the serious aftermath of what we had just seen and the rest of the day, we walked back and forth to the stotre, reminding ourselves that this WAS actually happening!

That this is probably the most dramatic, horrific, painfull thing that has ever happend in my eyes to date!