9/11: A Short Story

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As daylight broke, I awoke to the sound of my ringing phone. It was the boss. I knew so because of the specific ring tone in case he ever needed to call me. The sun irritated my eyes, I felt more tired than ever. I answered the phone. “Morning sir,” I said tiredly, “What’s the urgency, today is my day off of work,” “I’m very well aware of that,” the boss said in a strict manner, “ I need you to be at work by ten thirty sharp, it’s an emergency,” “Yes sir,” I said. I was about to hang up, but he added something else. “Make sure absolutely no one follows you,” he said. Ten thirty meant I had two hours to cook breakfast, eat breakfast, dress up in my work clothes, tidy up my room, and drive to work. I only hoped that I would have enough time. To start off, I went to make breakfast for myself. To my surprise, my brother, Rick had already been up and cooking pancakes. …show more content…

“Anyways, thanks for cooking up breakfast Rick, I really appreciate it,” He didn’t respond. He had already started eating. I decided to join him. I finished breakfast, so I went to my room and got dressed in my everyday work clothes, cleaned up my room, got my car, and left my house. I had arrived. I checked my watch and realized I was on time. I walked into the boss’ office to find out what the big emergency was. I had finally arrived. The boss was there as I expected, but his face showed a worried feeling, which made me nervous. The boss noticed me and looked a Little less

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