20 mph zone it said on the speed limit road sign as I was driving carefully down a straight, long, busy road. Today I was driving the kids to school. As we stopped because of a busy traffic jam people were sprinting past the car as if they were competing for the 100 meter Olympic events.
Suddenly a ma**ive block of concrete smashed the car in front of me with the speed of a nuclear missile, my life suddenly flashed before my eyes but I realised after 5 seconds I was still alive so I rapidly got out of the car with extreme awareness and tried to see through all of the scrummage of concrete. I tried to spot if the people inside are still alive but then I didn't realise that there was something much bigger than this person's d**h as I looked up at the world trade centres in fear as I witnessed it crumble down on to the people below like an avalanche of concrete ma**acre falling and creating disaster every where.
All I remembered after that was a ma**ive concrete block landing on my chest and pinning me down to a yellow slim taxi s**ing all the oxygen out of my body as if I was being possessed and causing me to pa** out. Then i woke up in this hospital with 10 stitches across my chest
and seeing the 9/11 attack on the TV above me wishing that I could of tried to help those people who were buried underneath that pile of rubble.