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September 11th, 2001

2 planes flew into the world trade centers in New York, NY, another into the pentagon, and another in a Pennsilvania field. All was done in the hands of terrorists. But at the time people were dying, where was I? I was in the shower, getting ready to go to school. I was actually in Jr. High at the time. Well, I got out and was in my Mom's room watching the news aas I did every morning. I saw the trade center's on fire and I almost thought it was a movie. Then I realized I was watching Fox and my eyes got wide. "Some one must not like how their stocks dropped," I joked to myself. I heard Mom scream below and tell me to kepp watching. I had to get on the bus and I remember standing at the bus stop and a friend ran out saying, "The first one just collapsed!" I knew that who ever did this, it was an intentional attack on my beloved country. I didnt' know what to feel, didnt' know what to think, and defently didnt' know what to say except, "Crap!"

We sat in our first hour and I remember the teachers being told not to let us watch. I could hear yelling down the hall froma classroom that did get to see. A bunch of students, including me, revolted that the flag immedietly be put to half staff and we all tried to pay attention while in the back of our heads we knew that our fellow patriots had given it all for an unknown reason. I was privilaged to see more of the news while in my 5th hour and I still didn't know what to think. I wanted to cry, and I knew I was angry. I watched people on the TV walk around covered in that ash and pictures fly down the street. The words the reporter said didn't even reach my ears. The scenes said it all. I remember seeing pictues of people they once cared about prior to thier demise. I didn't even get to see people jumping till the next year. That night I cried. I said, "Whoever did this, I hope we go get them." And still today we are. I dont look back on the decisions that were made. I stand firm, remembering those who died in that field, in the pentagon and in the trade centers. God bless them and you wont be forgotten.

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