On September 11, 2001, I woke up expecting just another normal day. I got up and got dressed for school. My mom was not going to work because she had just had chemotherapy the day before, but I found her awake, glued to the television. I sat and watched with her. I didn’t know what it was about. All I saw was one of the Twin Towers with a lot of smoke coming out of a …showed first 75 words of 279 total…

…showed last 75 words of 279 total…lookdown. A lot of people left early. A lot of students didn’t even come to school. No one could get in or out of school if they didn’t have identification. When I got home, my family and I watched the live reports of the terrorist attacks for the rest of the day. I went to bed thinking about what I had seen and wondering if it would happen again, and where and when.