9/11 Short Stories

William felt sick as he scrambled off his seat and frantically searched the area for cover. He could clearly hear the thumps of dead bodies hitting the deck, just as he could hear the drip drip drip of Michel’s blood as it hit the floor. In the corner of his eye, he could see the powder monkey trampled on the floor. There was no honor for the dead in the midst of a battle. He needed a hiding spot., something, anything! If he could just find a place to hide and wait out the battle…

“Well you see, After I was so rudely kicked out, I wandered around until I came to a young lady crying on a bench. When I asked what was wrong she claimed to not have seen her husband all day and said he forgot to say goodbye, which he never forgets to do. Well I asked for his name and description and it all lined up.” Myrtle was actually very good at piecing stuff together it seemed. Dax just nodded and turned to walk away when Myrtle just had to ruin the nice moment.

The diffused light became a blinding glare as Toni swam back to the surface of reality. Her head felt as if it were being pounded with a sledgehammer. There was a thick silence around her, broken only by a steady beeping sound in the background. She vaguely felt numerous tubes and needles poking into her body.

Ian watched the teacher walk out the door, eyes flicking to the analog clock across the room, making eye contact with a certain pretty blonde at the table horizontal to his.

Where am I? I open my eyes to slits and see blurry figures in front of me, chattering away. I can't quite make out who these people are because I can barely open my eyes fully without feeling like I'll drift back into sleep. After a minute or two, my eyes and ears begin to adjust, and I found myself lying on the grass.

Daphne tries to run after him but the king and queen grab her. The townsfolk are talking at the same time, saying things like ‘oh no’, ‘this is horrible’, ‘someone needs to go save the prince’, or ‘the poor princess’.)

“SELIK! Come here immediately my boy!”, my unit leader Kuhlbert shouts. I race closer to his screams attempting to seek him out. As I make my way through the now unrecognisable city of Berlin, my gaze becomes fixed on the beauties before me. Blankets of glass, rubbish and ash cover the streets. The fire of dozens of

“Of course I am. I need to meet Cesar. Thomas told be about the bombers from this morning. I thought I should tell Cesar. He would want to know.”

He runs into the alley after her, checking over his shoulder just in case more soldiers should appear. The girl seems to be in a much calmer mood pushing only a few bricks, which quickly opens a small passageway.

“Where are you going?” I asked. She did not reply, but gave me a blank look. She slowly disappeared into the fog. “Wait!” I shouted as I followed her into the

Maki doesn’t answer, just looks at his feet and bites his lip. When he does respond, his voice is deep and firm, “You’re not taking her.” He leans down, picks me and locks us in our room.

“At the risk of sounding crazy, whatever it was he saw, doesn’t want us to know, and why wouldn’t it? Want us to know?”

It was a beautiful summers day, well before the Nazi Soldiers were dragging us out of the old, dirty and smelly ghetto streets while their big machine guns were pointed at us. “Barney,” I heard someone whispering my name. I turned around to see that it was Felix. “Where are they taking us?” He sounded terrified, was he?

“I’ll see you later,” Marlene said, hanging up the phone. Picking up her cell, she said, “Frank, they want me to come down to the station and answer more questions.”

I don’t answer her. The banging door grows louder as does the shouting. They’ll no doubt breakthrough in a matter of minutes. “You know I’m right, Felix. There’s no other way. Not this time. You’re going to take your sister and get out of here.”