9/11 Personal Narrative

Chris murry 3rd and hes team of navys on may 5 2009 we was sent to pakanstan to kill osama ben liden. I came to the army because of 9/11. I wanted to be the one to take the leader of 9/11 down. So from 2002 to 2009 i was training. But that year i knew we was going to catch him. We was getting the helacoter ready for the mission and my sargent gave me two other people to go with me. We was on our way to pakastan. The helacoter put us 10 miles from the hide out. So we walked for 10 miles and there it was the hide out. There was a big wall and it was quiet. We clamed over the wall and was attacked. We hide behinde this big rock. And while my partners was distrating them i ran behind the hideout and clamed in the north windeo. Then i started to

Before September 11th, 2001, my Grandfather was taking care of his terminally ill wife just as Daniela Gioseffi did with her husband. This is where the story affected me on a personal level. I always remembered seeing my Grandmother in her hospital bed in the living room, constantly needing the assistance of my Grandfather just to live a decent life. It was very hard to deal with for me, and I’m sure it was especially hard for Daniela Gioseffi due to 9/11 happening as well.

It was just a normal day, I did everything I would normally do. I woke up around 6:30 am, Got myself ready, then was on my way to work just as I would do everyday 5 days a week. When I got to work I rode the elevator to the one-hundred and third floor and started to work.

September 11, 2001 is the day four planes were hijacked and three crashed into important buildings, while the last crashed into a field. And today all the grief, devastation, great sacrifice, and total annihilation will be remembered throughout time as 9/11. To tell you everything would take forever, so instead I will tell you how my mother saw it. It was on a day we all know as 9/11, there was a house on Quimby Way in Sacramento, California. And in this house, my mother was going throughout her day as usual, which most likely involved laundry, dishes, and watching two children by the name of Alanna and Christopher, when she saw the news. “Is this really happening? This can’t be true! Was it an accident? Oh my god, both towers! What would ever make someone do that? This is terrible, why is it even happening in the first place? Why? Why?

September 11, 2001. Today was like any other day get dressed eat breakfast go to work, when i was my work someone said look there’s a plane. I looked and it hit the north tower everyone screamed. When that happened i was on the 112 floor and at 9:02 when our tower was hit and that changed my life forever.

The headline rolled around for the special news broadcast memorializing the anniversary of 9/11. The hosts came on, and reread lines I had heard from a different script. A script I had heard every year in school for as long as I could remember.

It’s a warm Sunday afternoon at Newark International Airport in Newark, New Jersey and my bags are filled with clothes like I am filled with excitement. I close my eyes and imagine the coastal calmess of Barcelona, tounges releasing the Catalan language while I strolled in awe. Take a turn and suddenly it’s the bustling streets of Paris, Seine River bridges and towering landmarks all in the name of liberté, fraternité, et égalité.

The morning of 9/11 I wasn’t going to go to work because I had an allergy appointment,

“Brittiany come on finish getting ready it’s almost time to leave.” Said my excited Mother.

It was July the 6th my birthday, and me and my (except my father who had some work to do) family were at an orthodontist to check on me and my brother’s braces. Because we were going to pick out my present after we left, I was absolutely excited to leave. “When can we leave?” I asked my mother.

That day has scared me for life and I still have the disturbing pictures in my mind. I can’t sleep anymore. They wake me every night. I still jump at every bang I hear, thinking it’s a bomb. I just want it all to stop. I want to feel safe, but I know I never will.

There was only one week before I left for my trip to the Bahamas. My dad had already booked our trip and he told me we were staying in the little hotel across the street from the Atlantis Resort in Nassau, Bahamas. To be honest I was pretty upset about it. Although before leaving for our vacation I was given the great news from my dad that we were not staying at the hotel across from the resort and we were actually staying at the huge Atlantis Royal Towers section of the Atlantis Resort with a great view. This news had completely brightened my day. Two days after finding out the fantastic news we left for the airport at around three o’clock in the morning. We flew out of O’Hare International Airport so we had to ride on a tram to get the airport where something happened that, to me, is rather coincidental. Since it was only three in the morning there was no one on the tram except for my parents and I, along with a young couple. Once we got off the tram we made our way to the gate for our flight to Miami, Florida to board the connecting flight to Nassau. When we got on the plane we recognized the people in our row as the same young couple we saw on the tram earlier in the morning! After landing and making our way to the connecting flight we noticed that the young couple from the flight was going to the Bahamas as well. I just thought that the encounter was a pretty interesting coincidence and is something that I will probably remember for quite a while.

“I said, ‘I need to get going.’ It’s getting late and my parents will start to worry.”

As soon as I got to school I noticed that it was 7:00 a.m, just in time!

We just talked about random things, I really don’t remember what we talked about. Once they fell asleep, I decided to try to sleep. Soon I fell asleep.