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2004-05-17

In the morning, as I woke up, I felt different. Like I knew something was going to happen on this day, 9/11/01, that somthing that happened today will change the world forever, and I guess I was right. As usual, I went to school, and around 10:30 a.m., my teacher said that I needed to pack my bag and go to the office because I was going home. This struck me strange. See, my grandparents from Pakistan were visiting at this tim, so I 1st thought that something mught've happened to them, like maybe they passed away or got sick or something. I also thought, for some strange reason, that maybe our house was burning down. I thought these things really happened becausse my parents never let me leave school early unless it's some sort of emergency. So now I felt a bit silly for thinking those things. So, I went to the office, there was the principal there, talking to some other staff member. I don't think they noticed me enter, because they continued talking, my mom still had to come over and pick me up, so I waited there. Then, something struck me hard, as I heard my principal say, "Listen, 2 planes attacked the World Trade Centers. Do not tell the students.". This totally surprised me, and for 1 second I thougt she was joking. But, 3 things stopped me from believing that. 1 was because no one would joke about this, 2 she sounded serious, and 3 I knew, deep inside, that this was true. So, when my mom came, she said that the Twin Towers were attacked. So, when I got home, I saw my grandparents staring at the tv screen, surprised and amazed. The phone was also ringing a lot. The reason was because, my dad ususally worked in a building about 1 mile away from the Twin Towers, but thankdully, he was in Canada for a buisness trip. It was a miracle, absolutely amazing, that he happened to be in Canada on 9/11. SO, all of our family+friends were calling to see if he was ok. We had exactly 238 calls from everyone. So, I sent e-mails to everyone I could that my dad was safe/ok. But still, all those innocent people who lost their lives, every kind of race was in there. And, some people blame us, the Muslims, of 9/11. Also, later we found out that 1 of my mom's friend's husband died in the Towers. He was also very nice, he attended my Ameen (a part to celebrate for a Muslim who completed reciting the Quarn.), even if he wasn't a Muslim, very nice Indian friend though. It still bothers me. But, when I went to Fords Middle School, I found a teacher I could talk to, Mr. Poiani, he understands. I try and talk to him about stuff going on about almost everything, it means a lot to me. And it helps a lot. I want to thank him for that.