Rettelse af kort stil

Goddag folkens. Jeg tænkte på, om der ikke var nogen derinde, der ville være så venlige at kigge min stil igennem for evt. forkert ordstilling, tegnsætning eller bare har nogle gode ideer til hvordan jeg kan forbedre den, så jeg kan få en højere karakter. Vil gerne op på de 10-stykker :)

På forhånd tak..



September 11th, 2001


Today, more than 5 years later, it is still gruesome for me to reflect back on that particular day. It was that day my life as well as (many others) went crashing down. September, 11th is without doubt one of the most tragic events that have ever occurred in our lives. A lot of people suffered a great loss. So, it goes without saying that it was a day full of fear, outrage, (and) horror and well, the list goes on. Words are almost not enough to describe this horrific day; there is no way you can put the feelings, images and thoughts of that day into a piece of paper. Nevertheless, I will do my best and share my story from the day we all bear in mind.

I remember the morning rather well. It was an ordinary Tuesday in the store. My colleague and I had just had breakfast together. It was a new and beautiful day in the Big Apple, and we were certainly enjoying it. At that time I had been the joyful owner of a successful bookstore for round about 2 years. The bookstore was just a couple of blocks away from the well known World Trade Centres.

At that exact moment the first plane hit one of the Twin Towers, a customer collapsed on the floor. Of course I did not know that an airplane had hit the building; I had absolutely no clue what was going on. I heard this gigantic blast outside, but that did not have any effect on me whatsoever, all I was concerned about was the lady, who was lying on the floor. I had ever been good at managing those kinds of situations. All of my life I had been extremely afraid of death.
Fortunately, my colleague had already called 911. After just a few minutes there was another huge noise, sounding like an explosion of some sort. I went upstairs to look out of the window, and I saw a black plume of smoke rising on the other side. My first thought was that an unfortunate accident had happened, and nothing else. When I ran down again, my colleague was crying her eyes out. The lady had passed away and she had just heard about the dreadful news; about the terror attack! I was just in a state of shock. We ran outside in panic and saw the horror intensifying in New York City. That moment in time is burned in my memory. I could not believe that something so horrible was unfolding right in front of our very eyes. We just stood there as the towers burned down and the people running for their lives. Not being able to do anything to help them was really frustrating.

In the meantime the police and fire fighting service had arrived, trying to evacuate as many as possible from the two office buildings.

My husband, who worked on the other side of town, had come to get me. He could not get in touch with me, because my telephone was disconnected, so he was scared to death. I embraced him like I had never done before. The tears were just running down my cheeks. I thought about how all the fire-fighters and police officers had made such crucial sacrifices. They are heroes in every sense of the word. I thought about all the innocent passengers on the aeroplanes, and the people inside the buildings and not to mention, their families. I was absolutely devastated. My husband and I drove home promptly and called our loved ones to make sure that they were alright. I was still in a state of disbelief; it was simply indescribable. My colleague was hospitalized with seemed to be a lung disease, but I am grateful that it was not that serious. Thank God, I did not lose any family members or friends that catastrophic day, but unfortunately I lost all security. And I think many others did too. I cannot comprehend the misery of the many that lost loved ones that day, so unexpectedly and so violent. I doubt that I never will.
Everyday our fellow citizens who lost their lives during this attack and their families are in my thoughts and prayers. May God bless each and every one of them.