Friday 30 November 2012

5 Miles per Second

This is a blog assignment requested by Mr. Hardip of writing a partly fictional story..

The Prelude

 For my whole life I had a secluded upbringing, my father a lawyer was strict and my sisters and I were often kept indoors.. We were not allowed to play with the other kids in the neighborhood. I had only books to accompany me, I loathed my father for the restrain he held on us. I was naturally a bright student and was offered a place of higher education away from home. After much arguments with my father he finally decided to let me go. The freedom I felt could not be described with words. It was like seeing the light or the sky for the first time. It was then I met this man, he called himself Ali. It was fun to have someone that I could actually bond with without my father's meddling. Ali then introduced me to his group of friends, they called themselves "The Brotherhood". The Brotherhood had a leader whom they did not mention, they just referred to him as "The Godfather". They made me feel at home, never did I once feel truly belonged as they made me feel. But to be apart of The Brotherhood was no easy feat. The group demanded absolute loyalty and to prove it, we did dangerous things, some even illegal. My final test of loyalty came to me one day, and it was a task that required my life in exchange for the prosperity of The Brotherhood. I was honored and more than willing to lay down my life for being chosen for such an exalted task. My name is Mehan Atta.

(Tracey's Story) September 9, 2001 9:05am Florida

Young Tracey watched as a man in a suit walked up to the President and whispered in his ear. The President nodded a few times and resumed reading the storybook he was holding aloud to us.

(Jeffrey's Story) September 9, 2001 R.J Junior High School

12-year old Jeffery was call to the principal's office. Thinking he was in it for "Big Time" he followed the Ms. Rosa, the French teacher, to the office. Upon arriving the principal looked at Jeffrey with quiet eyes and shook his head. Ms. Rosa then hurriedly ushered the boy into a car and brought him home.

Mrs. Rosenzweig did not answer the door as she normally would do so Ms. Rosa opened it and went in with Jeffrey. Loud sobs echoed from the living room, Ms. Rosenzweig was there holding 5-year old Rick who looked bewildered at the drama their mother was putting on.

(Rena's Story) September 9, 2001 Acton

Father was shaking even though he was holding both Jamie and I in his arms.

                                                                                                                                                      

(Tracey's Story) September 16, 2001

Mommy and Daddy brought me here to pray they said. There was a woman holding a picture in a frame, talking about a brave lady. I saw a red-haired girl wearing a black dress, she was holding the hand of a little boy next to her. A big man was standing behind them. His hands were on their shoulders, there were tears silently falling from his eyes.

Next to them, there was a woman who was wailing very loudly while holding two boys.


-10 YEARS LATER-

September 11, 2011

Tracey's Story 

Tracey once again attends the September 11 memorial. There was the usual Madeline Amy Sweeney Award presentation for Brave Civilians. Amy Sweeney was a flight attendant aboard Flight 11 during the September 11 attacks. She was credited for bravely informing the authorities of the hijacked plane even through the critical moments. Tracey held the flight attendant in her heart as an idol. The girl with red hair was present again (Rena) , she would always attend the memorial as well. Tracey decided to go talk to her after the memorial.

Rena's Story

Rena hated the memorial. She hated how she had to be in public's eye, how her father would always have to be the one on the stage to present that award. Everyone would just throw them their sympathetic looks but what did they know about the loss that she felt? Jamie was silent as usual.. From that day onward, he refused to speak unless he was addressed. The girl across her was eyeing her in a way that made her feel nervous, Mrs. Rosenzweig from the neighborhood was wailing as usual, her two sons stood silently behind her. "I wished she'd stop that" thought Rena. Mrs. Rosenzweig for all she knew was just being a drama queen, the woman was due to be re-married in January. Rena silently hoped that the memorial would end soon.

Jeffrey's Story

The memorial had its usual bleak atmosphere. Mother was wailing as usual, she always do when Dad is mentioned. Though his mother was getting re-married soon, Jeffrey could not shake off the feeling of unease at his mother's decision. The girl from the neighborhood, Rena was it? was there as well with her younger brother. Her mother who was a flight attendant had been aboard the same flight with his father during the September 11 attacks. Jeffrey also noticed some strange men in suits standing the corner whispering to each other, he dismissed them in a blink of an eye.

                                                                                                                                                    

Tracey's Story

Tracey approached Rena after the memorial service and introduced herself. She was delighted to finally talk to the daughter of her idol.


Rena's Story

Rena was being constantly bugged by that girl, Tracey who followed her all around since that day at the memorial. Tracey was obsessed with her mother so much it made Rena feel uncomfortable. The last thing she needed right now was a parrot who was constantly reminding her of things she do not want to hear. What's worse its that Jeffrey Rosenzweig the son of the wailing lady seem to have his eyes on her lately as well. It was bad enough already that his mother would frequently come to drop by and have some teary session while talking to her father about her late husband Mr. Rosenzweig. Rena really didn't need all this now in her life.

Jeffrey's Story

Jeffrey had been quietly investigating the men in suits from that day. He noticed somehow that they  were often around Rena. He had been wanting to talk to her about it, to see if they were some people her father knew. But unfortunately he was always getting the cold shoulder from her. "Teenage brat" he muttered to himself.





CROSSROADS

Jeffrey's Story

After much digging, Jeffrey discovers that the men the suits are members of the al-Qaeda group and their plans is to teach the family of the flight attendant, Amy Sweeney for revealing the description of the hijacker that lead the U.S authorities to discover their involvement. Jeffrey was about to warn Rena but he was too late.

Rena's Story

Some weird men appear and kidnapped Tracey. After a surprising turn of events, Rena then discovers the objective of the suited men from Jeffrey. Now they must work together in order to save Tracey before the kidnappers find out that they have made a mistake.
                                                                                                                                                     

WORD FROM THE SCRIPTWRITER


Hahaha yes, you all probably would of guess by now.. my story takes its hold based on the September 11 attacks. Basically what happen was that the members of the al-Qaeda group lead by Osama bin Ladin hijacked some aircrafts and crashed them into the World Trade Center, The Pentagon, Shanksville (original target was the United States Capitol Building but the passengers on board put up a really tough fight against the hijackers) 

The story of Madeline Amy Sweeney is true and so is the death of Mrs. Rosenzweig's husband. The names of their children have been altered and also their affiliations with each other. The President was indeed at an elementary school in Florida when the events unfolded. The hijacker Mehan Atta is also a real. His real name is Muhammad Atta and can be searched on Google.

Disclaimer : This story is partly fictional and it is by no means a reliable source of information. 


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