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2002-09-09

I was in my second period class, history; my teacher was giving a lecture and was interrupted by a knock on our classroom door. My teacher walked into the hallway, when he returned my teacher turned on the television. He changed the channel to CNN. That is a moment we will never forget. I thought I was looking at a smoke stack, but I soon realized it was a building. The World Trade Center building had been hit. The class was abruptly silenced; it was something we never thought we'd ever see. The bell rang and we numbly moved to third period. There was mass confusion in the hallways. People were crying and everyone looked worried. Our principal made an announcement over the loud speaker and told our school what had happened. We were watching the TV when the 2nd plane hit the other tower. I realized this couldn't be an accident. Two planes crashing into both towers? This had to be terrorism. As I walked through the halls I kept thinking, "They can't collapse, it just won't happen". Two periods later we saw the Towers fall to the ground. I don't think anyone spoke in the whole school when that happened; there were just frightened looks and eyes flooded with tears. I went home that day to find my mom crying. My dad called me and said that he saw the Towers collapse and it resembled a mushroom cloud. We spent the night watching television as rescue squads and fire trucks surrounded the area where the towers fell.

I think that all the people who died due to September 11 should be remembered. I also think that people should remember how this triadic event brought everyone together.

My family did fly an American flag after September 11. It really didn't change my view on the flag.