I was at the Brentwood Freshman Center in Long Island, New York, nineth grade. It was only a couple of minutes into my second period class, Science. Everything was going normally as it usually does. Then all of a sudden, another teacher pulls our outside the classroom. I thought the teachers were talking about something school related. When he came back in, his entire demeanor changed. He walked in slowly and just sat on his desk. It took a while for him to gather up his collect his thoughts and gather his words. Then finally, choked up, he let the class know that two airplanes had crashed into the Twin Towers. Everybody looked around in complete disbelief. I was sitting on the left side third table down next to my friend Christina. She looked at me because I looked paralyzed. She ask if I was ok. I told her yeah when really I wasn't.
What was going through my head was my mother. My mother has worked at the same hotel for 20 plus years, and that hotel is right across the streets from the U.N., and all I could think was "Oh my God, whose to say that they won't go after every world leader in one place? They just killed innocent people who didn't do nothing except go about their lives" I spent the rest of the day just worrying, thinking, hoping that there wasn't any ,ore terrifying news. End of the day, got off the bus, ran home and there my mother was, washing dishes. I took the biggest breath. She told me that as soon as the Towers were hit, the hotel let everybody go home as soon as possible. I was so relieved. The rest of the day, I spent watching T.V. Every channel covering the chaos, from ABC news to ESPN. It almost didn't feel real. I was waiting to wake up from this nightmare, but it never happen. I was also thinking about my God brother in Virginia who was in the Army. I knew as soon as those Towers came down, this meant war. I knew he was going to be shipped out there. Lucky for my family, he comes back every time unharmed and gets to home to his family.
It's a day that will forever live in infany in the United States of America. We are hoping that this war is will be over soon. No more sending young men and women risking their lives like my God brother, no more senseless causalties, everybody can come home and be with their loved ones.
Where were you on September 11, 2001...?