We Were Burried in the WTC Rubble (standard:horror, 1132 words)
Author: Susystars	Added: Oct 14 2001	Views/Reads: 3544/2397	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a fiction story of two WTC employees who wanted to get new identites so they decided to be burried in the WTC rubble and live happliy ever after with their embezzled money they stole from their clients. Be careful what you ask for...you just might

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something or we would have been in the building, we would have been 
burried in all the rubble never getting a chance to spend all the 
money. They had been finding parts of bodies and with 6ooo more missing 
and no bodies, this was perfect. We would just disappear letting them 
think we never got out, letting them think we were burried in all the 
rubble. 

Bright and early the next morning we picked up the car and we were on
our way to Mexico, full of relief and excitement that we had gotten 
away with what we had done. Tom who liked the bottle more than anything 
wanted to stop at a local bar and have a drink to celebrate our good 
fortune. We found a bar just a few miles from the WTC. We parked the 
car, went inside, sat, drank, and before I realized it we had been 
there about 5 hours patting each other on the back. I said to Tom, “We 
better get going, it’s getting late, and we have a long way to go”. We 
got out to the car, staggering I managed to get the key into the 
ignition, started the ingine and pulled out into the 
street...bam...crash...boom... It was all over. A truck carrying rubble 
from the WTC was coming down the street and in the ecstasy of our 
deception I was not paying attention. Smashing into the truck all the 
rubble came piling on top of us, killing us instantly. 

We were buried in the WTC rubble. 

Be careful what you ask for.....you just might get it. 

I wrote this story talking to some young adults thinking of ways to
dissapear because they were in some sort of trouble. The only 
difference is I changed the way it should end, in their minds they were 
sitting in Mexico having a ball, I felt they should receive what they 
asked for. These are the minds of our youth. This is what we teach our 
children. May God have mercy on us all. 


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