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2002-09-12

That was my senior year of high school. I was sitting in the middle of my first period class when our school principal entered the room and whispered to the teacher. She stopped class for the day and told us that the World Trade Center had been attacked by terrorists. An airplane had crashed into one of the towers. We all immediately ran to the computers to get on the internet, but it was busy. All day we listened to radios and watched the news. I had to wait in line for almost an hour to get gas, and almost even longer to buy groceries. I later had to go to work, and I had the chance to talk to others and get their opinions on the situation. My brother-in-law is in the National Guard, and we were scared that he would be shipped off, and my cousin is also in the army. He was shipped to Germany, and will later be relocated to Croatia. A guy that I went to school with was shipped to Afghanistan to fight. He got to come home, but was shipped back a few months ago. That is a scary feeling. Especially since I have a family with a military background. I just hope that Americans will always remember September 11th, and the impact it had on everyone. I pray that we as a nation will stick together and never let anything like this happen again, and that we will always cling to God no matter what. For we are one nation, and by the grace of God, we are indivisible, with liberty and JUSTICE for all.