Howl at the Moon (Re-up)
The 9/11 Memorial
Previous ChapterNext ChapterIt took about two hours to make it to New York. We made it without much hassle, and went looking for a fairly cheap hotel. We managed to find one that didnt kill our budget, and then went out to several different museums for the rest of the day. That night, I told them what would happen tomorrow.
"Okay girls, tomorrow is 9/11. You wont understand what that means, and I am going to tell you tomorrow. In the meantime, come morning, we'll head on over to Manhattan, and spend the day there till the afternoon, then, we'll go to the place I want, and I'll tell you why tomorrow is special. Now, lets get some sleep." And we all do.
The next day, we all wake up, get ready, and head out. Getting on the Manhattan Ferry, we head on over. Then, before much else, we hop on the Ferry to Ellis Island. Going to see the Statue of Liberty, we all were awed by its size. Twilight, Pinkie, Rarity, and Rainbow went to the top, and me and the others stayed at the bottom. We hopped on the Ferry back, and then went to a few other tourist spots.
At about 1:00, I told them it was time, and used google to find the memorial. We made it there quickly, despite the traffic. Parking, we all went over.
I had seen some stuff on it, and watched its opening when it happened, but that was on TV. While you could get the scale and beauty through the screen, up close was a different story.
As we neared it, we could hear the artificial falls. Nearing it, it was so much bigger than it was portrayed. It was beautiful. We took a walk for a bit, and saw a few families leaving flowers and flags. Twilight finally asks.
"Cameron, what is this place? Why are they leaving flowers and flags?" I look at the families, and sigh.
On this day, in 2001, there was two towers here. That day, everybody went about their business, and nobody thought anything would happen. Four planes, we're boarded by people, and took of from the airport. Three of those planes, were taken over by terrorists, who then flew two of those planes into the towers that stood here." As I say this, the girls eyes start to widen. When I say that the two towers where hit, they all look shocked.
"The Twin Towers. The two planes flew into them, and the people on the plane died. The people on the floors that the planes hit, most all of them died too. First responders arrives, climbed the stairs to the upper floors, and started evacuating everyone they could. The firefighters and police and EMT's got as many people out as possible. People were scared. They tried to get out. You dont hear it much, but when you get desperate, you do things that you shouldn't. Some people, tried to make ropes. They were 70 stories in the air. They didnt male enough, and a lot of them plummeted. I watched a documentary once, in middle school. A news crew had been able to make it into the courtyard between the towers. Even in the documentary, you could hear slaps of something hitting the ground. I dont have to tell you what they were." They all had horrified faces, and I was slightly tearing up.
"All the while, the people fled from the area. They flocked to the water, and we're boatlifted out of Manhattan. Theres a documentary, a nice and happy one, about that. Tom Hanks narrates it. But then, the towers collapsed. Everything was covered in thick clouds of debris and dust. When the building came down, everything inside was pulverized. A few people made it out of that, but not all. And the thing is, the firefighters knew. They knew it would collapse, and they kept going back up." We all had tears now, and they were staring at the memorial with horrified eyes.
"The third plane, crashed into a place called the Pentagon. It was bad, but of I remember, it had been a branch of the Pentagon that wasn't used much. It was still bad though. And the final plane, is the worst part. The final plane, nhad been going to hit the White House. The place were the president works. They heard about the three attacks, and they themselves had been taken over, and found out their target. So, everybody with phones, gave a goodbye, and passed the phones around. Everyone said goodbye. The final thing that anybody heard, was one of the passengers say 'Are you guys ready? Lets roll.' That flight, flight 93, crashed into an open field somewhere in Pennsylvania. Noone made it. This was started in 2006. It was finished in 2011. It is the memorial, for all those who died. That family, probably lost someone in the attack. If we go below these falls, they have a museum. I am not a betting man, but I'd wager your probably going to want to go." They all were crying, and I was hugging Fluttershy. They all nodded, and we started to pull ourselves together.
After a few minutes, the we had composed ourselves, and we made our way to the museum entrance. Heading in, we payed to get in, and then explored it for the rest of the day.
That night, when we got back to the hotel, we all didnt talk much, and cuddled together on our beds. We all slept badly, that night.
The next morning, we got up, and got ready to go. It was getting close to time for the funeral. It was time to go home.
Time to go home.
Author's Note
Hey everyone, I am cutting it even closer. The next two chapters, are the last of this arc. I am sorry for how this chapter goes, especially at some points, but I just wanted to give my heartfelt appreciation for what happened to everyone, and if any of you lost someone, please, leave a comment. I will happily talk to you. Anyway, enough depression. Lets go see a funeral.
Have a Jivin day!
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