On April 9, 2012, I was born into a family that included a 9/11 survivor. On my second birthday, my father took me to 1 Liberty Plaza, where he worked as a security guard from 2001 to 2014. That day, he recollected the events of the most tragic morning in American history. It was September 11, 2001. My father was working at liberty Plaza when terrorists attacked the Twin Towers. My uncle worked in the South Tower (World Trade Center ( WTC) II. My dad ran to the WTC like a madman, managing to arrive There Promptly. However, he was caught in the fallout of the first collapse (North Tower) as he ran towards the South Tower to find my uncle. My dad couldn't burn the smoke and crawled under a van lo avoid the debris. The air tumed black. He started choking, and his eyes bunad. He thought the van above him would move and kill him. Someone drawed him into the van and he Inter found himself in a hospital in a panic, he fled the lospital and ran towards the Twin Towers again, with the hope of seeing my uncle, his younger brother