9/11: A Short Story

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As I was walking the classroom for father and son day. Ms. Buta turned on the T.V. for entertainment for the students. I could see a big ruckus of people on the news. Screaming with terror. Then the news lady had said something about an earthquake. Next, I knew i was in this place i've been before. I woke up in a Fire Department ¨106¨, that i had worked for about a couple years ago. But the same news station was on. The day was 1/12/50. I was feeling a bit faintful, because I was working the night shift the day before. But, suddenly a rumble had just filled up the whole building. Piles of stones are flying down from the surface of the roof. ¨GET DOWN” Captain Morgan had said with terrified voice. I could hear other co workers screaming …show more content…

We had first went to Seattle to try and dig up the rubble and help the innocent people. But, other crews would switch off with us. Crew 113 went into the burning buildings to try and help many others while other crews went on a search. I thought it was slightly a bad idea. But, I mean if if it can help save the innocent people from dieing I dont have problem with it. WHen we rolled out there were burning buildings, piles of rubble from buildings crashing down, and a whole lot of different sounds. Not good joyful sounds….. but just a few sounds that would haunt you for the rest of your …show more content…

After about an hour or two, many we’re exhausted. But, I wasn't. I knew if I could help and save others from this incident it would help me out ALOT! I have cleared out the whole block. House through house. But we had one more house to clear. But you could hear a kid screaming with a terrified voice. We walked upstairs hopefully knowing he would be in there. Captain and I walked in on the kid sitting there screaming for help. His name was Alex Martinez. He had been alone. We eventually took him down to truck and gave him oxygen to relax. His dad and mom came with biggest smile and hugged him with joy. BUt enough said. We moved on into the city and then there came a burning building with the address of 1109 s. clement ave. MY FAMILY. I screamed. I quickly ran to the house and entered. I could hear nothing. Captain and I quickly ran upstairs to see me wife laying on the floor. “Juliet” I screamed with

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