Walking Through The Doors Of The Huge World Trade Center North Tower

1685 Words Feb 18th, 2016 7 Pages
While walking through the doors of the huge World Trade Center North Tower, I get an excited and nervous feeling in my stomach. When I reach the elevator, I almost turn back. I feel like something isn’t right, but I brush it off because it is just my feelings getting to my head. I step inside the empty elevator and push the 91st floor button. As the doors close, I think of how exciting this is going to be. Artists like me are going to be working and living on the 91st and 92nd floors which are the Arts and Culture floors.

The ding of the elevator brought me back to reality. I is not for my floor though; it is a guy with a big computer cart that walks into the elevator. I have to jump to the wall of the elevator so the guy can 't hit me because he cannot see around the cart he is pushing.

The elevator finally dings when it reaches the 91st floor and I let out a sigh of relief. Running out the door, I bump into the computer guy and I almost knock him over. I did not stop to see if he is okay though, I tell myself that I would apologize to him tomorrow. I stop running when I reaches the dorm halls. I pull out my registration paper to look up my dorm room number. As I am walking around that many halls trying to find my dorm, I see someone that could help me.

I walk up to him and ask, “Where is the dorm 13B?”

His name tag read: Jayson. He responds with a dry and board tone, “Down the hall, take two rights and it’s the door on the left.”

I thank him and walk down the hall…
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