I was driving to my community college when I heard on the news that a plane had crashed into one of the towers, the dj made it out to sound like a small plane accidentally hit it. I knew right away that couldnt have been the case. I walked to my class on campus but no one was around. I saw people gathered around a TV in another classroom, including my professor, and they told me that a Big passenger plane had crashed into the tower and that class was cancelled.
I got home I walked into the living room to see my dad sitting on the couch watching the news, as soon as I sat down, the second plane hit. I remember looking into his eyes, both of us realizing what we were actually witnessing. The rest of the day was a blur of news reports and emotions. I found out later in the day that one of my best friend’s dad was in one of the towers.
One of my strongest memories of that tragedy will always be the day of his dads funeral when I gave him a hug, and this always reserved 18 year old, who never showed emotion, broke down in my arms.
I pray for all the family’s who were stricken by loss because of this tradgedy.
NEVER FORGET!
9/11