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2002-08-29

It has changed my life dramatically. I now realize just how fragile life is. I used to think of it as just to live it to your full extent, and that was about it. After the event I have become closer to God. When the first plane hit, I was at my House watching T.V. Looking as it hit the tower, my expression must have been like I had seen a ghost. My mind raced on and on, but my body was paralyzed. My fell back on my couch and just sat there thinking, wondering just what had happened. My ride honked for me, and I guess that was what woke me up. I grabbed my backpack and walked out the door. My friends were all just as quiet as I was. I figured they knew too. After I had got to my first period class at C.O.Wilson Middle School, we were all talking and watching T.V. Mrs. Bass had told us about what had ahppened earlier that morning for those that didn't kniw. The room grew quiet. We were all thinking the same thing. Then as we looked at the T.V, all of us witnessed another plane hit. My mind was thinking,"Not again..." My mind was racing faster and faster and I was just falling further and further behind. I kept saying,"This didn't happen," or,"Who did this." Tears started to flood down my cheeks as the shock took over my train of thought. September 11, 2001 will be a day I will never forget.

Yes, I now look at life with more passion. When I think back on these tragic events, it reminds me of my younger child hood years. I used to think it couldn't get any worse, but I was sure wrong. My bond with God and fellow people alike has grown much stronger. I am thankful for what God has given me, and I have no regrets. My family or friends could have been in the tower when it happened. At the time, my uncle was in New York. Thankfully he was up by Main when it took place. The terroist scare me. It could have been me... The next time I feel sorry or am mad, my mind will drift toward the thought of September 11th. It is a day that has made me mad, but sad alike. I normally carry the weight of the world on my shoulders, but this is one event that even I had to let go. My pain, my suffering, seems only a mere scratch into what happened on that day. If only I knew...

In my personal opinion, I believe that the firefighters and all the people that were on the plane trying to stop the terroist should be remembered. They are the true heros on this blue day. To me time seemed to stop when they were losing fire fighters left and right. Those who survived were a lucky few, for others it is a day that will ingrave a new meaning to the word remorse. As with me, it sure as hell turned my thoughts toward the world. All those innocent people dead because of the terroist. What an honor to die for your country, but yet a waste because you died fighting something you made. With all the pain and suffering that is in the world already, you would think somepeople would try to end it! I feel that my Pride was shattered when this happened. All those wives pregnant and their husbands dead, what a waste. Those people...those brave people, risking their lives for their country. That is what a hero is all about.