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2002-02-28

The morning of september eleventh started out as nothing more then a number on the calender. Seven o'clock wake up, seven thirty breakfast, eight off to school. I sat in the first class of the day, a computer science lab, and instead of paying attention to the instructor I was busy chatting away on Instant Messanger. My best friend started sending me frantic messages that made little sense to me. "America has been attacked". I wrote it off as nothing . Of course I was wrong, I do not feel the need to go over what happened next because all of the grusome details are stitched in all of our minds. But the one thing that did stick out in my mind was that I finally understood what adults meant when the talked about JFK.