Remembering 9/11
I can't believe it's been 10 years already. The memory is still fresh in my mind . . .
I was fast asleep (decided that I wasn't going to class that day). I was awakened when my cell phone rang. I answered the phone and it was my best friend yelling hysterically. "Turn on the TV," she yelled, "a plane just flew into the twin towers." I tried to get my bearings; not totally comprehending what she was saying. I turned on the TV just in time to see a plane fly into the twin towers. "Oh My God!" she exclaimed. I still wasn't fully aware of what I was seeing. It looked like a movie, it seemed so surreal. I flipped through several channels, only to see the same events on each one. My friend then went on to explain that what I just witnessed was the second plane to fly into the towers. Tears began to stream down my face as my emotions changed from confusion to sadness to FEAR. Fear of what was to come. Fear that the nation as a whole was under attack. Fear of the unknown. It wasn't long before we received news of the third plane that crashed in a field in Pennsylvania and one into the Pentagon.
I remember that night. All planes had been grounded indefinitely. As we ate dinner at Baywalk in St. Petersburg, FL. There was an eerie silence. Life as we know it would forever be changed. No more thinking that we were above the hatred or that things that happened in other countries could not happen to us. We had been attacked! We were now at war!
Today, the country remembers all of people that lost their lives during the awful turn of events that day. . .the innocent men and women who, like everyday, simply went to work that day, not knowing that it would be their last and the everday heroes who sacrificied their lives in an attempt to save the lives of others. Today America is a country united with a common goal, remembering the fallen. May their memory never die and may the deaths of all of the soldiers who defend our freedom not be in vain! God Bless America!



