Anticpation is about 9-11 a creative writing piece about a firefighters strugle to survive. short story

Essay by Ericindtown@aolHigh School, 10th gradeB-, February 2004

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Today was just like every other day. I stared at my wife Ashley's picture in my fire locker and at are two-year-old son, Jeff had just learned to walk and was just starting to talk. He would mumble words but it was still impressive. I kissed each picture as a daily routine. I didn't have a lot of time to spend with the two of them. The time I did spend was always precious and some of the happiest days of my life. A wife of 15 years and a high school sweet heart Ashley and we spent a lot of time together. I moved my head in a down ward sense in hope of falling asleep. My eyes caught my watch; it was 6:00AM. I was just closing my eyes, when I heard a voice.

"Hey Eric," said, Steve

"Hey Steve," I, said

"How is Julie?" I, asked

"She's Great," Steve, replied sadly

As a tear rolled down his face, I realized that he and her had to still work out some problems.

There had been a huge argument when Steve had walked into his apartment and Julie was screwing the guy next door. I walked up the stairs to the lounge to get a cup of coffee. The alarm sounded, I slapped and tightened my gear on and almost forgot to put on my hat. In 7 minuets I arrived at the scene

"What seems to be the problem?" I asked.

"The women across the street called the fire department. On our are son who hadn't even been outside." she, replied in an angry tone.

"Can I talk to your boy?" I asked.

"Sure, I don't see why not." she said.

"Hi Mr. firefighter what can I do for you?"

The moment I saw the boy...