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2002-09-12

I was in college and school was about to start, I had slept until early afternoon when I walked out to the living room. My roomate was asleep on the couch and the television was on the one channel that we got. I saw two tall buildings and one was on fire. I was thinking that they were tearing down the buildings. I then read the bottom banner of the screen. Plane Crashes Into Towers... I stopped what I was doing. Turned up the T.V. and just stared totally dumbfounded. I was sure that people would be ok that there must have been warnings and so I had the television on and was on the computer not paying too much attention to the historical happenings on the T.V. screen. I then looked at the television and saw the second plane hit the second tower. I just couldn't handle it,I couldn't understand why or who would do such a thing. My roomate woke up and I told him what was going on and we just watched T.V. all day.
It has been one year and I still can't seem to come to grips with what happened. I can't seem to calculate that over three thousand people died and that I watched as they were clinging to life. I was so helpless watching them. I was in Washington State what could I do.. Part of me felt that I shouldn't have to care cause I didn't know anyone in the towers or the planes but then when people started to heal and started to talk about it more then I realized that even though I didn't know anyone personally that some child lost their father, mother, aunt, uncle, grandmother, grandfather, cousin, nephew, neice, friend. I watch the rememberances of 9-11-01 and the more I see the footage the more it pains me and the more I don't understand. I can't even come to understand what people on the plane were thinking or doing when they knew that their fate for then end of the day would be death. Or that those in the buildings doing their job trying to make a respectable life for them and their families were trapped by evil. It is just terrible and scary to think that there are people out there that are just so mean..
I wrote a poem about what I was feeling about after Sept. 11th 2001, it expresses what my feelings are about what American has done. Americans have given me the pride that I needed. So thank you... My poem is called....

That day...........

That day many good people died,
That day many people cried,
That day evil thought it had won,
That day many united as one,
That day God was weeping with us all,
That day many heros answered the call,
That day will be remembered foever as the day the nation weeped.

My heart goes out to everyone that lost someone they loved. My soul crys for you and aches for you. May God's love for you touch you, and help you to make it one more day. And know that there are millions of people who love and care for you all......
In Gods Arms