This morning we were at Midtown Manhattan
Sixty-fifth floor, that's where I work.
it was coming too fast, too low
I mean it was like a cruise missile with wings.
At nine o'clock our time had come.
Huge explosion, great ball of fire, smoke started billowing out.
it was so bright, a ten or hundred or thousand times brighter than a camera flash bulb.

A wall of thick smoke and debris showered over the streets for blocks around 
The only sound was the falling of dust and debris.
It sounded as if a large flock of mosquitoes were coming from a distance.
The building started shaking, kind of moving like a wave.
Soot, concrete, shards of building materials, glass and papers
I made my way to a train station near Hiroshima. I saw a young girl coming my way. Her skin was dangling all over and she was naked. She was muttering, “Mother, water, Mother, water.”
Everybody started screaming, 'Move away from the windows, let's get out of here.'
there was smoke everywhere and people were jumping out of windows
they're jumping out the window right now. Oh, my God.

And we saw debris fall past the window on the north side.
It was packed, it was a virtual traffic jam in the staircase. Up and down.
the smoke got a little bit thick
A couple of people started crying a little.
someone was laughing, I was hearing that, I thought that was strange.
everything was blocked off by security
The police were saying, ' Don't look back, don't look back.’
We had a lady in front of me, who was backing up and screaming
Everyone was screaming, running ... people were stampeding, people started screaming that there was another plane coming and the second building just exploded.

After I noticed the flash, white clouds spread over the blue sky. It was amazing. It was as if blue morning-glories had suddenly bloomed up in the sky. It was funny, I thought. Then came the heat wave. It was as if I was looking directly into a kitchen oven.
It appeared much like a sparkler from the 4th of July except there was a small vacant hole from which they radiated out.
We watched spellbound for 15 or 20 minutes.
It was worse than Dante’s inferno, worse than hell fire. German machine guns and shells and all kind of explosives made ‘no man’s land’ tremble like a jelly, and the air was nothing but blue flame." 
Minutes later, there was a boom. I thought it was a bomb, so I crouched, but people ran, so I ran. I couldn't see anything. I don't know how far I ran. Couldn't see where I was running. Didn't know if I was in a street or next to a building. Didn't know what street I was on. No one could talk because the dust filled our throats. After about 10 steps I tripped over a pile of people and then people tripped on me.

I thought it was funny because I was not injured at all. I looked around and then realized that the girl lying near by was heavily injured, with lots of broken glass stuck all over her body. Her blood had splashed and made stains on my shirt.
I could not sit beside the windows because I had seen so many people badly wounded by pieces of glass. So I always sat with the wall behind me for about 10 years.
Having learned about the death of her parents, Frida went mad. She would run around villages screaming "The sky is on fire, on fire ..."
We tried to open the eyes of the injured and we found out they were still alive. We tried to carry them by their arms and legs and to place them onto the fire truck. But this was difficult because their skin peeled off as we tried to move them.
It's a sad reality that the smell human beings produce when they are burned is the same as that of the dried squid when it is grilled.
And I ran and ran. I waited for her with the windows open. I stayed awake all night waiting and waiting for her, but she didn't come back.
But her skin was just peeling right off. The maggots were coming out all over. I couldn't wipe them off. I thought it would be too painful. I picked off some maggots, though. She asked me what I was doing and I told her, ``Oh, it's nothing.'' She nodded at my words. And nine hours later, she died.
It turned several men mad, and I thought I would be the next, but I got my pipe out and had a smoke, and it steadied me, and I picked up my nerves again.
As my sister put it, "This is just a tiny blip in the samsaric wave of human suffering"
Officials say they had no intelligence beforehand that a massive terrorist plot was under way.
What are we gonna do? You cannot fight it cause you do not know how. It is not something that you can see. In a storm you can see the sky and it shows dark clouds and you know that you might get strong winds but this you can not see anything but [buildings] that just lay in a pile on the ground - not scattered around.
"We are looking for any shred of information that could help," an official said.
I do not know if our minds have gone bad or what. But everybody says it. I swear you can still feel the ground move and shake some. 
A lot of people thinks that the devil has come here. Some thinks that this is the beginning of the world coming to a end.

Sources:
http://www.cnn.com
http://www.business2.com/article s/web/0,1653,17114,FF.html
http://hsv.com/genlintr/newmadrd/accnt3.htm
http://www-space.arc.nasa.gov/~leonid/1966.html
http://www.multeen.freeserve.co.uk/Eye%20Witness%20Reports.htm
http://www.inicom.com/hibakusha/
 
 

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