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2002-09-14

I will never forget September 11th as long as I live. When I woke up in the morning I got ready and went to school as usual not expecting anything unusual or weird would happen that day. I attend Tarpon Springs Highscool. I was in my 2nd period class, which was ironically American History, when our principal, Mr. Nicely came onto the intercom system. He told us that a plane had hit the first tower of the world trade center. At first I thought it must have been an accident, I mean whose crazy enough to purposely fly a plane into that massive building. Then, a little while later, he came on the intercom and told everyone it was terrorism and that they hit the second tower and also the Pentagon. I was in shock. I was sad, scared, and angry all at once. How could these people do this? I looked at my best friend, Carly, who was in the same class as me at the time, and we were so shocked that someone could be crazy enough to do this and literally murder thousands of people for no reason. A lot of people in school were crying. When I got home I just watched the t.v. and cried and cried. Some kids lost both of their parents, some lost sisters, brothers, a father, a mother, a uncle, an aunt, a friend, you name it. I just wished to myself that I could help in someway. My Uncle Ray's wife's sister worked in the world trade center and sadly was lost on that tragic day. My hearts and prayers go out to the families that lost their loved ones.