My older sisiter was on the 33rd floor of the towers and was one of the first to get out.
We watched the TV frozen, numb and praying against all odds. We waited, four hours later he called from a pay phone to let us know he was alive.
The emotions that I felt were severely conflicted, elation, grief, anger, sorrow and a hundred more.
To this day I cannot watch images of that day, I do not need to. They have been etched in my mind for life.
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