Grey Skies

There was not a cloud in the sky. A beautiful day in any month of the year; for September, it was glorious. The sky began to darken at 8:46 AM when the first plane turned One World Trade Center into a matchstick with a burning flame at its tip.

At 9:03 AM the second jet slams into Two World Trade Center, inflicting a gash so severe, it would cause this second building to be the first to fall.

The sky became a blur of smoke and papers. Correspondence and daily tasks never to be completed, streamed down like snow.

9:59 AM saw the first tower collapse. Less than one half hour later, the second would fall. The debris created a new atmosphere…dark and toxic.

It would be months before the smoke would disappear. It has been eleven years and for so many, the sky has never turned back to blue.

...in response to the Studio 30Plus Writing Prompt: Grey Skies

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