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2002-09-11

I remember standing in the commons area outside the cafeteria at school, when one of my friends came up and said a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. It didn't really hit me at first until I called my mom during 7th period to ask if I could go to a friends house after school. I asked her what went on that morning not expecting what she would tell me. She had been listening to her usual morning radio station on the way to her office in downtown Austin when they came on and said a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade center buildings. When she got to work, she turned on CNN and watched the second plane crash into the other building, and she kept watching until they collapsed. After she told me what happened, I walked back to class not sure what I was feeling. I felt a little sad, a whole lot of anger and wondering what was going to happen next. After school, I went to my friend Jacob's house. We played basketball for a little bit then talked to his mom about what happened. That's when I found out that another plane had crashed into the Pentagon and a field in Pennsylvania. That was I was sure that this was a terrorist attack. Jacob's mom said that she thought it was the handywork of Osama BinLaden. It made sense because he had planted a car bomb in the basement of the World Trade Center a few years earlier. I can't explain how angry I was. I wanted President Bush to send a plane over to Afghanistan and drop an a-bomb on BinLaden's head. My anger went on until I talked to my parent's about what had happened. That cooled me off alot. I remember turning on a Green Bay Packers game a few weeks after the attack and getting goosebumps watching the national anthem being sung. That's my story of September 11th 2001.GOD BLESS AMERICA MY HOME SWEET HOME