It's been 9 years to the date.
ALMOST A DECADE.
I may not be American, but I am Canadian, and it hit us pretty hard too.
I remember I was at my babysitters house, and my mom came and picked me up, CRYING. I had absolutely no idea what was going on. My mom told me that terrorists crashed 2 planes into the World Trade Center. Being 8 years old, and Canadian, I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about, because I didn't know what the World Trade Center was, or where it was for that matter.
I was in for a rude awakening.
Once I got home, my mom turned on the t.v. For hours, all I remember watching was the 2 planes crashing into the building... over and over and over and over again. It gave me chills.
It still gives me chills.
And then it just collapsed, so unexpectedly.
We all witnessed history that day.
When I visited New York for the first time 3 and a half years ago, I met my cousin, and she told me she lived almost RIGHT BESIDE IT when it happened. Thank god no one was home. They were evacuated and couldn't stay there for so long. I wish I could have had the opportunity of seeing the Twin Towers before this happened. It's like there is a missing gap in NYC. I visited ground zero when I went, and All I can remember are the rows and rows of the names of only FIREFIGHTERS who were killed. JUST THEM. I couldn't imagine seeing all of the signs of every person who was killed.
We have a war going on in Iraq, and people die everyday, fighting to make sure it never happens again.
I hope that NOTHING like this ever happens again.
RIP to the victims, and to the heroes who risked their lives helping others.
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