We Remember

I, like many others, remember exactly what I did, ate and what I was wearing on September 11th, 2oo1. I was only 11. At that time, I was young and innocent. My biggest worry was what outfit would I wear to school and who could play with me after school. The simplicity and innocence of my life was changed when I came home from school on the fateful day of September 11th, 2001.
The faculty and staff did not tell us what was going on. I vaguely remember my teachers being a bit out of it and quiet, but I figured they were tired and wanted to go home just as much as I did. It wasn't until about 3pm when I came home from school and found my mom sitting on the foot stool staring at the television with tears in her eyes. I asked her what was wrong, and as I got closer I saw the image of a plane flying into a very tall building. I was frozen for a few minutes as I tried to comprehend what was going on.
A few minutes later, one of my best friends from school called me crying. She asked if I saw what had happened, I told her I had, and tears started to form as I realized this tragic event had occurred in our country. I got off the phone with my friend and I can remember immediately being scared. What is going to happen? Are we at war now? How are things going to change?
It has been ten years, and each time I look at a picture or see the clips of the plane crashes, my heart breaks again. I think about the terror that I felt, my family felt, the men and women in the planes and Twin Towers must have felt, and it brings tears to my eyes. Today, is the ten year anniversary, but I swear it feels like it has only been one year, two at the most.
That horrific event changed our world. And it will never be forgotten. Today, I would like to thank the troops for fighting for our freedom and remember all those we lost in the crashes and overseas. Thank you. You will never be forgotten.

What do you remember about September 11th, 2001?