Monday, March 1, 2010

I remember where I was when... (Not book related.)

I remember where I was when 911 happened. I was only six or seven and I heard something about a terrorist attack. I didn't understand what that was, until I walked into my parents room to see my dad sitting on the end of the bed watching TV. I was about to ask him something when he told me to just sit down until comerical. I sat down next to him and watched a replay of a twin tower going down that had happened just an hour before. Still not knowing what a terriost was or why that plane had hit that tower. I sat there stunned to see so many people dead. My dad tried to explain someone ment hit those towers, but it wasn't until years later that I realized what it will really was. Someone wanted to destroy our country.

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