I remember 9/11, ten
years ago today, my mom came into my room to wake me up and told me to
come to her room. Once there she pointed to the TV and I saw one of the
towers engulfed in smoke. Not too much later, the second tower was hit.
My mother, me, and my brother and sister sat and watched the TV as
everything happened. My mom called my dad, and we were kept out of
school.
I think I was too young to really understand what was happening, but I did know something horrible had happened, that scared my mom, so I was scared too.
I reflect on it now and I understand, our country was not torn apart that day, but instead, was brought together, and now we fight a fight to prevent anything like 9/11 from happening again. There isn't a day that goes by that I'm not grateful for all of America's heroes, the police and the firemen, even the normal people in the towers that risked their own lives to save others. I am so grateful for our military, and my father, who has fought this battle multiple times now. I am so blessed for what have, a family and a home, and I thank God every day for everything he has given me.
I think I was too young to really understand what was happening, but I did know something horrible had happened, that scared my mom, so I was scared too.
I reflect on it now and I understand, our country was not torn apart that day, but instead, was brought together, and now we fight a fight to prevent anything like 9/11 from happening again. There isn't a day that goes by that I'm not grateful for all of America's heroes, the police and the firemen, even the normal people in the towers that risked their own lives to save others. I am so grateful for our military, and my father, who has fought this battle multiple times now. I am so blessed for what have, a family and a home, and I thank God every day for everything he has given me.
