9/11 9/11
I had a dream of becoming a rock star.
I had a dream of being president.
I was gonna fulfill my first dream,
contract in hand.
I put on my head phones,
and listened to my favorite band.
Horror stuck.
My life became unreal.
They jabbed the knife in my arm,
"How does that feel?"
I screamed out in absolute horror,
blood pouring down.
Frantic women and men,
a boy made a horrified frown.
The yelling was piercing,
my stomach wanted to burst.
My dreams had been shattered,
I knew I was cursed.
People sobbing,
Frantically dialing home.
Fear had risen in me,
and I wasn't all alone.
We came upon the wrong destination,
horrid excitement ran fast in my blood.
The craft hit with much impact,
and the last thing I saw
was a murderous flood.
By: Natalie Hendricks.