9/11

Okay my conscience is never going to let me live it down unless I mention something about 9/11.

I was in 5th grade when it happened, and I can remember it perfectly. For some reason I woke up way earlier than usual for no reason. Like 3 hours before I had to begin the process of waking up. I didn't try to go back to sleep though...I walked downstairs to see my whole family staring in amazement at the T.V...I walked over and saw the twin towers in NY  billowing with smoke. The reporter sounded frantic, and for good reason. They said that terrorists had hijacked an airplane and flew it into one of the twin towers. As she was saying this, another plane glided into the other tower. Her voice became even more concerned as she realized what was happening, but she didn't really know what to say. No one did, really. How do you explain something like this? Things like this aren't supposed to happen in good ole' AMERICA.

Everyone went to school as normal, but nothing felt right. It didn't feel safe, even though we were over 3000 miles away from where the attacks occurred. 9/11 hasn't felt the same since. Every year it creeps up on us and we are forced to remember that eerie day when we realized that even us, even big proud America, is not as safe as we thought.

9/11 never forget.

-Daron