Twin Towers Attacked, a 9/11 story

Why did this happen?

I was standing outside the twin towers with my sister and our mom. We were only 5 years old. Mom was always super protective. If we disobeyed her she always slapped us a few times, making sure we wouldn't do it again.

"Don't go in the tower kiddos. Not without me." I was already heading towards the elevator to go up to the top. Ashley ran after me to catch me and make sure I wouldn't leave mom. I stepped in the elevator. No body noticed two children getting into a elevator with no parents. The highest level I could get to-level 90. Okay so it wasn't the highest but it was the highest Ashley was willing to go to.

"Wow! Look at that view brother."

"It's amazing. I feel like a buddy from up here."

"It sure is amazing," a unfamiliar voice said. "When I first came here I was amazed. Every day at lunch I would sit at the top and eat up their, watching the birds fly and the cars move. Up here in the north tower... The first day it felt like I was reborn. Where's your mother?"

I turned around and saw the woman. She had a red dress and black glasses. She was blonde just like me. "Down their. Mommy said not to come in the tower without her."

"Let's get you back to-." She was interrupted by a pound sound from 3 floors above. What could it have been? Maybe it was just a creak. It was 8:45 AM on September 11th. "Let's get you to your Moma." She grabbed our hands and let us to the elevator. She then smelt smoke. "Smoke... But why would their be-."

"Get down!" I yell getting in the feudal position. The woman stood over me next to Ashley. "What? Theirs a fire above us." Ashley helped me up. The woman put us in front of her, holding us to make sure we wouldn't get hurt. She wanted to make sure we got to mom. All of the sudden she didn't care about herself, it seemed she just cared about us.

Suddenly we felt a shake. It wasn't a small shake, it was violent. The woman pulled us as close to her as possible. I had to admit I was scared