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2002-06-05

I can remember the morning of September 11th. I was walking
to my 3rd period class, Global Studies. As I walked down
the hall and passed some of the other classrooms I noticed
that every teacher had CNN on. I didn't think much of it. It was not out of the ordinary for the teachers to be watching television. I kept walking to class.
I went to class and noticed all of my fellow students were
sitting in front of the television. Everyone was quiet.
An eerie felling came over me as I sat down next to my best
friends Jezikah, Kari and Sara. I looked at Jezikah and
asked her what was going on. She looked at me and said that
a plane had just crashed into one of the twin towers of the
World Trade Center. It took me a few seconds to realize
what she said and what that meant. Then she told me that
they think it was a terrorist attack.

I looked up at the television screen and watched the next
events take place. They were all horrifying and shocking.
I watched as they replayed the planes crashing into the
towers, and then what seemed like minutes later watching
them collapse. I remember seeing people running down the
streets and some stopping to watch what was happening.
I remember watching the reporters and listening intently
to them as the told the whole world the aweful news.
They were probably more shocked and scared than I was
because they were standing right there watching it and
experiencing every sound and sight. I remember all the
other events, like the plane that crashed into the Pentagon
and the White House being evacuated.

I remember that my Global Studies teacher was very upset
about what was going on. She too could not believe what was
happening. I remember that she keep telling our class that
we should remember everything that's happening, everything
that we were thinking and all of our feelings because this
was history we were seeing. Trust me I remember everything
I thought and felt that day. The anger, the sadness, and
the same question, why? Why were they doing this horrible
thing to us? Why did they have to do this now? Why today
and why now? Why so many people, so many innocent people?

To this day I still do not understand why these people would
do such a horrible thing. The only thing I wonder is why
they hate us so much. I really don't understand. I can't
believe they killed so many innocent people. Even now after
all the suicide bombs and fighting I still can't understand
why they would do such nasty and terrible things. I still
feel angry, upset and confused about everything that
happened on September 11th. I feel bad for all the
innocent people who died in the attack on America and those
who live in terrorist countries and have to live with all
the noise and blood shed.