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2002-09-10

I was just soke punk kid dragging myself out of bed when it happened. I had overslept and had had to be somewhere but I'd blown it off. If I hadnt, I probably wouldnt have found out as soon as I did. I snagged some Honeycomb and flipped my 14 inch on. The smoking towers shocked me at first, it didnt really register y'know? As soon as i gathered my wits together I alerted my family. They arrived in time to see the first tower collapse on itself. I was horrified to think that people were really DYING. American citizens were actually losing loved ones to a terrorist assault made in hate. Lives were affected, people just like me were hurt, sicerely and deeply hurt. I went to school anyway, not into school at all but just to express all this to my friends, to see what was really going on. From the lack of hysteria I figured most of the student body was oblivoud to what was going on. I alerted the first kid I knew, a bigger punk than i was, and he just scoffed (having not seen for himself) and informed me that the fatcats in Washington deserved it. In that moment I nearly lost faith in america until my concerned girlfriend leapt weeping into my arms so upset by the losses of her country. My history teacher made a day of it letting us know this was a historical event as we watched live coverage. I believed it. I knew that I would tell this story to my children, just like my mother told me of the war at Vietnam and my grampa told me of his service in World War 1. To all those hstorians out there that are supposed to read this, remember the real story and NEVER forget the people who died as victims and heroes.