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2002-09-12

It was one of the most awful days that I can remember and I will never forget. I was lucky enough to be home and my mother came over to visit my apartment to tell me what had happened. She came into my bedroom where I was sleeping and said "They got us, its horrible" I jumped up out of bed and was totally freaked out because I had no idea what had happened. It was only 9:30 so all of the damage had been done but only tower one had fallen by then, so we knew what was meant to come. All I could think of was did I know anyone on the planes, and about all of those poor people who were lost, and would never be back. All of those young people, workers, children on the planes and families. The Firefighters and police who risked their lives and died for our country. I will never forget that day for the rest of my life. I indirectly knew 3 people in total who were either in The World Trade Centers and people on the planes. One was on the plane that was suppose to go to California leaving Logan in Boston. She was a good friend of my cousin, she had just graduated from Boston University and was going back home to California to visit her family, she obviously did not make it. I also knew of 2 people through friends who were lucky enough to get out the Towers alive. It is a harsh and cruel world that we live in and we need to be thankful everyday that we wake up in the morning and are alive. I know for a fact that the people who died it must have been awful for them, but it is much harder for the families that are still here and for the "survivors", they will always live with this awful time in all of our lives. The USA has changed forever, but we are strong and it did nothing but bring us all closer together. A year later I still remember, and I have cried. I will always cry, but more importantly I will always wear my red, white and Blue proudly and say GOD BLESS THE USA.