Narrative Essay On 9/11 Attacks

All passengers were dead except Trevor. He was the only survivor. The engines of F22s could be heard in the distance. A fire was burning in the engine. Trevor Adams lay there next to the helicopter half conscious. His body felt like it had been crushed by a thousand buses. Trevor was an analyst for the CIA and his mission was to gain information on the militants. The helicopter was supposed to take them back to the base. Trevor was the only analyst willing to gain information about the Iranian militants. He knew he had to get out of the area before the Iranian militants arrived. Trevor grabbed the machine gun that was kept in the cockpit and headed out. Even though his legs were not broken he had a little bit trouble walking because of the pain in his head. When he got to an abandoned building he found a bed to sleep on
As his eyes opened he saw the face of a young boy looking over him. His head jerked to the side when he saw the boy standing over him. The machine gun was right next to him he could take the boy out and the guy in the corner. To him it didn’t seem necessary to kill two innocent people. So he pulled on his shoes, grabbed the gun, and ran out of the home. Trevor knew that he had to get out of the area quickly because the militant troops would be on their way. Right there parked in the driveway. When he got into the car he found the keys in the glove box. Trevor immediately accelerated the vehicle down the street. Trevor didn’t know where he was going, but he only knew he had to get as far away from that home and find a new safe house. While driving he noticed that many buildings were turned into rubble or they were burnt. When he saw this damage he was in shocked in how bad the communities had been devastated. As he drove on he kept his eyes set on finding a safe house. His family of three sisters, one brother, mom, dad, and girlfriend Rianna Smith is what was keeping him