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2004-09-14

It was September 11th, 2001. A Tuesday that I will never forget in my entire life. It was 8th grade school year that started for me and the mild Californian summer days are no more. As I woke up on this day; I first went to my window and peeked into the beautiful morning sky. It both glistened and gloomed and the sun was not visible like usual on a Californian morning. As I took off to school ecited to see my friends; the bell had just rang for first period. As I walked to my class; a girl sobbing and was full of tears was walking behind me. I was concerned about the girl crying her heart out and wanted to see what the problem was, but i didn't want to scare her even more possibly by asking her. As I entered my second period classroom; I saw the same girl that was crying and we were informed by the teacher that she is a new student in our class. It was then when my teacher received a phone call. She answered it and quickly was in a state of shock. I was curious what the other person on the other line was saying, and all of a sudden she headed to open the T.V. She turned to the news and explained how a plane crashed at the 1st World Trade Center. I was horrified hearing those words come from the mouth of my teacher and was left in utter shock. I was speechless and the first thing that came to my mind was that girl crying her poor heart out. I started crying myself when we were told by the teacher that this was a terrorist attack. For the rest of the day at school i saw sad, shocked and angry faces and everyone was talking about the plane crash into the World Trade Center. When I came home from school I saw my father by the T.V crying and saying "Der Voghormya"; meaning Lord have mercy in the ancient Indo-European Armenian language. He asked how my day at school was and I explained how it could be no worse and sad. When he told me have you heard about the 2nd plane crashing into the 2nd World Trade Center; I was heart broken from there and couldn't believe it. The next day I saw the same girl who cryed walking passed me and I asked her if she was ok. She replyed "Yes I'm fine, but my aunts not. She'd probably be in a better place now and I was left in pain hearing this, because it was then when i found out that her aunt was killed while being in the 1st World Trade Center. As I came home from school the same day; I opened the T.V and saw people jumping from the World Trade Center. I asked myself how would I remove my eyes to get rid of these tragic images that are stuck in my mind...

My life has been changed significantly from terrible event of September 11, 2001. I express much more patriotism to the nation that I've lived all my life in and for the religious person I already was before September 11; I became even more religious. I feel inside me that I'm much more stronger and also like a relative to each and every person in the United States of America.

What I believe should be remembered about September 11, 2001 are the poor souls that were killed on this terrible day that will never be forgotten, but they will never be lost from our hearts.

Yes, I had a flag put up on both my families house and parents cars. My feelings about the American flag hasn't changed a bit from September 11th, because I've always felt passionate about the American flag and reaches into my heart from expressing freedom of our lovely nation.