Personal Narrative: I Would Be Considered A Hero

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I never knew I would be considered a hero. I never knew that on one sunny day, here in New York City everything would be changed forever. I never imagined I was going to lose my best friends. I never have thought of those things, but I guess they came back to haunt me on September 11, 2001. I was visiting my father’s work the 5th floor of the south tower. From the start, this day felt off to me. It was almost like I had a signal something bad was going to happen. I was sitting and thinking about this until suddenly everything changed. At 8:45 am, a crash shook and frightned everyone tremendously. I looked out and the north tower was in flames, along with an airplane hooked to the side of it. My dad told me to follow him, but I kept watching.

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