We all have them: Memories of September 11Th.
Where were we? What were we doing? We remember the exact moment that we stood transfixed, eyes wide open as the comforts of home, of our nation ~ our United States of America, exploded before our very eyes.
We remember the television images we couldn't quite believe in our shell-shock, the words we couldn't quite comprehend, and the instinct of knowing that things would never again be as they once were.
I was sleeping, didn't have to be to school until 10:30 for psych class...
My mom woke me up...
I remember her voice sounded horrified...
"a plane just hit the world trade center, i think we are at war"...
Jumped out of bed to see the second plane hit the tower...
I was wearing my Arizona Diamondbacks white circle k shirt and black basketball shorts...
It was sunny and warm still out side...
I began to fear for my family...
My sister in the Army...
The ones who were going to loose their family...
The ones who were going to loose their sisters...
I didn't go to school that day...
I sat most of the day crying watching and praying...
The place where I grew up, A part of my life just crumbled before my eyes...
Innocence of our country lost...
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