I remember this day rather well. I was seven years old. At the time we were staying at my Grandmothers house due to her knee surgery. I remember I was ready for school and waiting for my mom but she wouldn't come out of the living room, due to the fact that her eyes were glued to the television. I remember my grandma saying a plane hit a building in New York, and that it must have lost engine power. Little did we know that America, specifically New York was being targeted for a terrorist attack. Shortly after the first hit, then came the second plane into the other tower and then a third plane into the Pentagon. Only being seven years old and not realizing what was happening I went to school. Mrs. Larsens 2nd grade class. I remember all the teachers being a little up tight, and some of my classmates talking about what had happened. Getting home that day from school, and turning on the tv I knew something very bad had happened.
A lot of people lost their lives that day. A lot of people also sacrificed their lives to save others. Businessmen and women, Firefighters, moms, dads, grandmas and grandpas. My heart still aches at the thought of the innocent people who were taken advantage of and had to be a result to someone's unfair decision. It was not right. It is not right. What happened on this day 12 years ago will never be ok. But it will rest in our hearts forever.
<3// Nessa
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