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My mom always told me the story of when President John F. Kennedy was shot and killed. She distinctly remembered where she was, who she was with, and what she felt. I couldn't relate to her at all, and I honestly believed I'd never be able to. September 11th, 2001 started off like any normal school day for me. It was one of the first days of my freshman year in high school. The morning was normal, until I realized a lot of kids were getting sent home early. I thought it was a coincidence. I didn't know what had happened until our principal made an announcement over the loud speaker informing us of that mornings events. It took a while to completely settle in and for me to realize what had happened. I didn't know much, but from what I knew, many innocent people were killed. All through lunch and the rest of the school day, other students were crying because of family members or friends that they knew who worked in the World Trade Centers. I watched in horror as my friends were frantically trying to reach their parents to make sure they were ok. When I got home, I sat down and finally got to see what really happened. I couldn't believe it. Seeing two airplanes filled with people smashing into two office buildings was unbelievable. I
They didn't have time to think twice about going in. So many emotions were running through me! Scared, upset, angry, and hateful. The events of September 11th, 2001 will never leave my mind or my heart. Nobody that I knew personally had died, but a boy that's my age, in my school lost his father. My heart truly goes out to the families and friends of the victims of 9/11. One thing that has defiantly changed with me since September 11th has been my level of respect for the NYPD and the FDNY. Every time I go into the city I can't help but thing "what if they strike again today?" or have some sense of nervousness. Just because a select few did it, the whole race should not be blamed. I don't understand how people can do that to other people. I'm not afraid of the city at all, but flying makes me a little uneasy. We all went to his memorial service and nobody left without crying. They all went in and attempted to save as many civilians as they possibly could. The whole night I watched the news broadcasts of what happened and I cried through the whole thing. I didn't know how else to show them except by crying. I'll never forget my favorite quote from the whole event.
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