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2003-09-11

I can't even describe what I felt on September 11th, 2001. I couldn't believe that someone would do that to millions and millions of people in this world. Two towers, burned to the ground in a matter of minutes. How can you describe that without thinking "Was God not with them on that day?" My aunt was supposed to be in that building, but luckily for her-and her family-she was sick that day and couldn't go into work. 3,000 people died in one day, people screaming, people panicking, people rushing out of the buildings, calling loved ones, saying that they might not be coming home for dinner that night. You are watching TV, or in the streets praying to their neighbors that their loved ones make it home safe that day. All you hear are people saying, "Oh my God, look!!!" Black smoke filled the beautiful summer sun. I was in school-World History to be exact-and all I hear is people gossiping about how the World Trade Center was on fire. To tell you the truth, I didn't know what those were at first, until we turned the TV on and it showed the second tower being hit, over and over and over again. I hurt so bad inside. You are sitting there watching TV and have this feeling in your stomache and one thing on your mind: "who would do this to millions of innocent people?" The dark black smoke against the blue sky, and the Statue of Liberty looked scary, horrifying, threatening. People say that we should have a holiday to remember the tragedy of September 11th, but you don't want to do that. That shows that the terrorists won, and that they got what they wanted; us in fear and in pain/depression/ etc. After the towers were burned to the ground, and there was nothing left except ash and dust, there were two beams that made the shape of a cross. Thinking of that, makes me feel inside and helps me to know, that God was there that the day the planes hit the towers. He was there with the women and men that were running down the stairs trying to find the quickest and safest way out. He was with the people, who jumped out of the buildings and lost their lives who couldn't get out in time. He was there, in your heart as you watched the towers on TV get hit, and the people on the street watching this happen right in front of their eyes. I wanted to recgonize the fire fighters who risked their lives to save people stuck on the 100th floor before the towers fell. The police officers taking charge on the streets so people can't get hurt standing there watching this horrific incident happen. During that same day at school, I went to my last period class, which was band. We had to go outside and practice for our show on Friday. When we got out on the field, our band director told us to put our instruments down, be totally silent and look up at the sky, and listen. What did we hear? Absolutley NOTHING. It was so silent that you could hear people talking halfway down the street. No planes. NO helicopters, no nothing. And that is something we will never forget. This is like our World War III. and we have to remember this for the rest of our lives. So September 11th was horrible for not only people who WERE affected by losing people they loved and knew, but to others who loved their country and wanted to help, but knew that they couldn't.