Personal Narrative On 9/11

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On September 11, 2001 it was early morning and I was sick so my dad had me go to work with him because my mom couldn’t watch me. Something terrible happened this day though. People were going to work to the trade center where my dad worked. My dad had arrived a little late to his meeting, we had both thought the was our biggest problem of the day. Boy, we were both wrong! BANG!!! I was in a room filled with smoke and it was hard to breathe. I was looking for my dad but I didn’t see him anywhere. My dad’s best friend had saw me looking for my dad. He came over to me and he took me to the stairs along with a big group. He had told me, “go on, I will find your dad.” At that moment I wanted to go help him find my dad because he has done so much for me and I owe him. His best friend would not let me go.…show more content…
I was out of the building just as it was about to collapse. My dad, My dad’s best friend, and the firefighter were not out of the tower. A paramedic came over to me and carried me over to the ambulance to check me out. My wrist was broken but I didn’t care because all I could think about was my dad, my dad’s best friend, and the fireman that didn’t make it out with me and the others. I saw my mom and ran to her and she was in tears and heartbroken like me. She told me “i was very brave and not to let this change
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