The door to the elevator opens and you step out with your dad, Leo Chavez and your little brother, Brandon Chavez. Brandon is 9, years old and you are 14 years old.

You three step into the lobby of the North Tower of the World Trade Center. Today was off of school so you and your brother are going to work with your dad.

You walk over to the security desk and you get your temporary security badge. First Brandon gets his. It’s his name with a picture of him. Brown messy hair, blue eyes, olive skin, high cheek bones, and more.

Your dad grabs his official badge and shows it to the guard. He has green eyes, tan skin, messy brown hair, with a stocky chest, strong arms, and more. My mom

Next you get yours. Your name and your picture. You look similar to your brother and dad.

The badges say that we were authorized entry at 8:43

You three than walk into the express elevator. Ever since you were nine and Brandon was four, it’s just been you, your dad, and Brandon.

Five years ago, your mom died of stage 3 Brain Cancer. The three of you had to survive together. A lot of the time, when dad was at work, you have to watch over Brandon and keep him safe.

You guys say all the time that you guys are a team and have to fight against the world together.

Around the 32nd floor a loud bang thunders through the elevator shaft. The elevator rumbled and Brandon fell down.