twin towers(2)

Just minutes later, another plane is flying through the sky towards the other tall building.
"No!" I shout. This can't be happening.
"Why are these planes hitting these two beautiful buildings?" I thought.
We all remain, watching, watching as flames and smoke rush out of the second building. I shake my head and refuse to believe any of this is happening.
Questions in my head were flying around and not being answered. So many fire trucks went by, I lost count. I look behind myself and there are few standing there. I look at the other window. That's where most of the students were. Their eyes were glued to the window. I look back at the towers and feel sick to my stomach. We watch in horror as people jump out of the windows. One by one. Some, two by two.
"Why are they jumping?" I heard a kid as from across the room. No one answered. We all just kept watching. The air around the buildings was black, gray, and smokey.
Suddenly, we heard people screaming. The first building started falling. It got shorter and shorter. The only thing standing as tall was the second one. Of course we all had a feeling the one would fall down to its doom also.
Millions of inoccent people have lost their lifes. In the clearing of the smoke, people were appearing. Running. Just trying to get away. Then, the horrible screaming came again. The second building was falling.
"What are the people feeling that are inside the building?" I thought to myself.
That question would not be answered either.
Nothing was left but smokey streets, millions of dead people, and a mess on the ground, Even if the towers were still standing, we wouldn't be able to see them because of all the smoke and dust.
Suddenly, I wake up. I look around my room. "What happened?" I asked myself out loud. I look out my window and the two beautiful buildings are still standing there like always, straight and tall. Not one scratch on either building. I think about it awhile, "Is this going to happen?"