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2002-09-12

I woke up to a bright sunny September day. I remember I was in the middle of brushing my teeth when my mother called up the stairs to turn on the TV. She said my niece had called and two planes had crashed into the World Trade Center buildings, they had collapsed and thousands were dead.I thought she must be mistaken. She couldn't have understood correctly, there couldn't possibly be that many dead. I thought she must mean a few hundred. Unfortunatly I was wrong. Before I could get to the TV she was calling upstairs that another plane had crashed into the Pentagon. I rushed to turn on my TV only to find another plane had crashed in Pennsylvania. I watched all day, numb, I saw every report, every picture they showed on TV concerning the crashes all the while hoping and praying this wasn't happening. Praying for the people that were gone, for those left behind and those who went through or witnessed this tragedy. I couldn't fathem how anyone could hate us so much they would kill thousands of people they didn't even know. It wasn't until that night that I cried. I remember getting on the computer and being on the internet when I heard Lee Greenwoods 'Proud to be an American' the floodgates opened and all I could do was cry my heart out for all those people who would never see their mother,father, sister,brother,son,daughter,husband, wife or friend. Whether or not you personally lost someone that day or not we all felt that loss. Even though my life has gone on I still grieve for those that were lost and those that were left behind. They will never be forgotten.