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Regrets. We all have them. Some more than others. What do I regret? I'm not too sure. It's more of a guilt feeling. The guilt that I shouldn't be alive.

High school. The best three years of my life. Why only three years? Let me tell you why. I had just started senior year. It had been about a week since summer ended. Man, do I love summer. I get sit on the couch and watch my favorite YouTuber, Bodil40. Plus, I get to hang with my best friend, Sammy.

Before I get too sidetracked, let's get back to being a senior. Only a 170 days until I'm finished with school. Just last year I realized what I was good at, computers. I could hack into just about anything. You might say I'm a nerd, but I'm pretty attractive for a computer genius. I have eyes that change from different shades of green to different shades of blue depending on my mood. And I have brown hair that is dyed blonde at the ends.

Ugh, I have got to stop getting sidetracked. Anyways, it was a hot and humid Monday morning. I hate Mondays. Not for the reason everyone else hates Mondays, but for a different reason. It had been an hour after school began. Everyone was slumped over in their chair listening to my first block math teacher blab on about calculus. I hate math. Well I think we all do. I was just "blessed" with an ability to do math better than others. Then the principal comes over the intercom, "The school is now in lockdown. We ask that you stay away from the windows."

His voice was oddly shaky. Something was wrong.

"You heard the man," said my math teacher. What he means by this is that we have to close the blinds and duck below the windows. As we sat there Sam leans over to me," Lia, do you know what's happening?"

"Does it look like I know," I responded. Then my math teacher gets a call over the phone, "Hello."

I couldn't make our what the other person was saying.

Suddenly an expression came over my teacher's face. "We have to leave now!" he shouted.

All of us stood up and ran for the door, piling as many of as out as we could at once. The other classes were still in their classrooms ducked by the windows. Before any of us got too far my teacher shouted,"Tell the others to get out!"

I glanced in the other classrooms to see that no one else was leaving. I opened one door,"Everyone get out!"

Sam came up behind me,"We need to go."

We took off down the long hallway.

Time slowed and each step we took echoed through the hallway. Our breathes matched; in out, in out. Sweat dripped down our faces.

"Wrong way," something told me.

I could make out screams in the distance.

"Wrong way."

Sirens going every which way.

"Wrong way."

Hearts beating in sync.

"Wrong way."

No.

"Wrong way."

NO!

"Wrong way."

Is it the wrong way?

"Yes."

[Sara's POV]

I was sitting at my office desk with my stacks of paper work when Debbie comes running through the door,"Turn on the news!"

I turned on the TV in the corner of my office.

"Now back to Jim with an update on the terrorist attack"

"Thanks Carry."

Then he went on to talk about multiple attacks on the U.S.

"There have been attacks in Tulsa, Oklahoma, Austin, Texas, and everywhere in Kansas."

I hope there's not any attacks in Wichita.

"The most recent one at a local high school in Wichita."

...

"Now to Larry who is on the scene of the attack."

"Thanks Jim. I am standing here at West Central high school where the most recent attack was."

I couldn't watch anymore. I grabbed my purse and and ran to the elevator. I nearly ran over a few people on my way there. I got on the elevator. The doors closed and it began to go down.

I had to get to my daughter. I had already lost my husband in 9/11 and I wasn't planning on losing my only child to another terrorist attack.

(Flashback)

We used to live in New York City. That was until 9/11.

I kissed my husband, Will, goodbye and wished him luck in his meeting.

"Lia, sweetie, we need to leave or you will be late!" I shouted at my daughter upstairs.

She came rushing down the stairs," I'm ready."

"Let's go then."

After getting Lia to school I pulled in my office around 8:45. Then I worked on that large stack of papers on my desk.

About 30 minutes later my phone rings," Hello?"

It was Will

"Hey, what's wrong you sound stressed?"

"Honey there's not much time. I wanted to tell you that I love you and tell Lia I love her too."

"I don't understand."

"I lo-"

Then the call dropped.

Suddenly one of my coworkers came in to my office," turn on the news!"

"What? Why?" I said as I turned on the tv.

"The World Trade Center was attacked."

"What!" I shouted.

That was where Will's meeting was.

(End)

The elevator seemed to go down as slow as possible. Then there was a loud crash. The elevator stopped and the light went out.

"What the hell?" I said

Then I went into an eternal sleep.

That's it for now. Hope you enjoyed. Please leave a review and all that other stuffs. I'll probably update in a few days. And don't worry, youtubers coming soon, so just stay tuned!(hehe see what I did there :3)