Remembering 9/11

On the morning of September 11, 2001, I remember waking up to the TV blasting at 6:30 in the morning. I walked in the living room questioning all the noise. The expressions on my parents' faces, when I walked into the living room, indicated shock and fear that I saw embedded in their eyes. I was in 6th grade at the time, I think the entire week of school was spent watching channel 5 news. Watching the planes hit the Twin Towers was almost unreal to me, I had no idea what to think or do. I sat up wondering if such a hate crime would or could happen again, sooner or later. Question marks filled my head and I was scared. I remember sending prayers every night to all the people who lost their lives and to their families and friends. At the time, I was sold on the fact that it was a terrorist attack. But today, with much research has changed my outlook. We are supposed to be the strongest and most inferior country in the world yet we let to unknown people onto an airplane, armed. When those two people who high-jacked the plane only were concerned on how to get up in the plane, and had no regards or interest in knowing how to land, were huge flags...why? Bush played a huge role in the 9/11 act. There are many things that have been asked to Bush, and for some reason he cannot answer them. Why? What is he trying to hide?

Bless all the families who lost loved ones on this tragic day. 

You will never be forgotten.