9/11 Short Stories

It was the date of September 11, 2001, a plane had struck the Twin Towers at 8:36 am, devastating thousands of people. Meanwhile, in New York Firefighter Jessie, was getting up and saying goodbye to his wife. "Goodbye Samantha, I love you," says Jessie. Jessie's daughter Bailey ran out of her room to give her dad a big hug and kiss goodbye. "Goodbye daddy I hope you have a good day at work, I love you," Bailey squealed. " Love you too," says Jessie. "Jessie why do you have to leave so early," says Samantha. " People are calling 911 like crazy and they're saying that something is happening at the World Trade Center," Jessie stated. " Well you better be home in one piece you hear," Samantha warned. " I'll be fine," Jessie stated. Jessie went to the Fire House to get his suit on and get his dog, Tank. " Tank, ready for another day of work?" Jessie asked. Jessie and Tank got in the fire truck and drove off to the World Trade Center. When Jessie got there it was worse than he imagined, the Twin Towers were being destroyed.
It was too late the Twin Towers have already collapsed. There was too much dust in the air he could barley see, the rubble was covering a mile away. Jessie heard a noise in the rubble. Jessie ran as fast as he could to see what it was, a child screaming for help, Tank helped pull the boy out of the rubble since Jessie was trying to find the boys mother but it was no use she was no where in sight, Jessie decided to keep the boy by his