I was an intern for Comedy Central...and like, their office was toward the top of the World Trade Center, and like I was suppossed to be a "spy" getting info on fanfiction authors and their next plan...so it went on for a LONG time, just me and doing my interning...but then one day when I "spied" (which was just me putting my ear on the ground and listening to the level below us) I heard something like "maniacs can't" or something really just...odd. So the next day was September 11, 2001...so you know, it got destryed. But like, it was really really weird because each level just broke off on it's own, with people just like...lined up on their backs, just accepting that they were going to die when the next level fell on top of them.

Well when I fell, I rolled off and got to safety...my dad was there but he wasn't like...overly-estatic? He was just like "hey". But I was like...freaking out because I thought it ws my fault, because I heard that "maniacs can't" thing and should've reported it...but yeah, so I felt just really really sick and horrible and stuff. So then this old asian guy was like "Come here if you lost anyone! I'll check the sheets to see if they're right here." So when my dad and brother went to the ajacent park (mind you, a could of levels were still falling x__X;; ) I was like "I'm going to see if my employers are here!" so I went to the asian guy and said some names, all of then were Comedy Central stars (I said Jon Stewart first, then Carlos Mencia and stuff XD ) and he was like "right there" and he pointed, and they were all okay.

So I was like "okay" and I nodded in their direction so they knew I was okay. Then I turned my head to see the building...and it was actually scary, because you could just see...feet. and they were all dead...but they knew they were going to die and didn't make a fuss, they just died.

So then if skips ahead to that night, and my mom is there too, and she's like "oh I'm so glad you're okay!" and I was like "yeah, yeah" because I still felt guilty...so I went outside (we were staying in like, this really rich house beloning to my aunt's friend) and I called Ragki and I was like..."Oh my god, did you see what happened today, I think I could've stopped it" and I was like...crying, and Ragki was like "What thing?" because back in 2001 she still lived in the Phillipines, and I was like "The WTC...?" and she was like "Oh yeah...well I'm glad you're okay" and I was just talking to her and stuff. So then, I'm back to the asian guy, and we're all on benches...then it turns into like, a train thing and we start leafing New York and going to Worlds of Fun in Kansas City.

This was my dream-version of WOF though, not the actual one...so that odd drop-tower-swing-hybrid thing was there, and in my past dream, some little kid got his feet cut off from that. So I was pretty freaked on going on it, so I didn't...but instead, I went toward the "Colbert" coaster, which was really the Patriot at WOF. So I was riding that and like...to get to it, you had to ride this freaky elevator thing, and so my mom, Jon Stewart, and I were in the elevator, and when it got to the top...all of a sudden it went down. And I was pretty freaked I was like "omg what's happening".

Apparently, some kid got injured...and it was Kevin from EEnE, and he was getting into an ambulance but I didn't care. So I finally got on the coaster and like...it was like patriot...but it wasn't floorless. So then once we got off, we took a picture of the water tower hiding the coaster, then a bunch of people wanted to go on that drop tower thing and I was like "no" so they went without me and then we all went to Las Vegas and stuff...then after a few days there, we went to this awards ceremony, but I didn't get an award for Best Intern.