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This may sound like a fictional story about the World Trade Centers but for me this was exactly how my day went leading up to when the news first broke! Even writing this brings tears to my eyes and I am finding it a little hard. When Bush said we will never forget what we where doing when we heard about the World Trade Centers (WTC) he was not kidding! I was only 12 years old, my first week of 7th grade, a normally sunny day, that turned to epic tragedy in seconds! The one cool thing about living in the borrows of NYC is that you can see the WTC from almost any school and my middle school just happened to be one of them. I remember that day as if it was yesterday! The teacher that came running in was my history teacher for my second period class! I remember spending that whole class talking about what was happening and how we felt! I remember everyone crying, one by one the school became empty because parents where taking their kids out! I remember the news did not really hit me until about 6th period when I had gym and a class of about 67 students only had 15 and I had time to think. I thought of my uncle, he worked in a law firm not far from the WTC. I thought of my mom and grandpa, as far as I know they were to have a meeting there that morning an I had no idea where they were. I thought why am I still in school? Why isn't someone coming to get me! I remember my Nana coming to pick me up and saying my mom and grandpa were fine but they could not get a hold of my uncle (her son)! I remember all channels for 5 hours covering the story! I remember watching the short lived Brady Bunch Brides sinoff show for the first time! I remember there was no school September 12th and when we came back the 13th there still was a lot of kids missing! I remember a few of my friends hysterical because they had a family member on the plans or in the builds! I remember thinking is this real? I never imagined the effect it would carry for the rest of my life and the lives of New Yorkers everywhere.
After September 11th happened New Yorkers banded together and formed a great unity that seemed unbreakable. People where helping each other and really there for their fellow New Yorkers. I have never had more pride in being from any other state than New York! For me the WTC was not just a building, it was my childhood! My grandfather owned a floor in that building in the early 90s and I remember going to visit him with my Little Mermaid pocketbook and playing with the rubber band ball on his desk! I remember looking out the winds and looking down on all of New York! So for me it was not just a building that went down it was a huge part of my childhood as well!
No I will never forget the WTC or September 11th or the fact that God speared my mother, my grandfather, and my uncle! Like all those people that lost their lives they should have lost their lives too! Yes it was devastating for everyone but it was a 1000% worse for the people of NY! It is this day that I try to keep in mind whenever I get angry at my mom or at anyone! Tomorrow is never promised! Hell the next minute is never promised so we should cherish it like it were our last.
My history teacher that spilled the beans
(left to right) Grandpa Mommy and Nana
My mommy and I at her 50th Birthday Party 2010
The face of innocents before the news that forever rocked our worlds
ok so this was really 2003 but its the same school and same classmates
ok so this was really 2003 but its the same school and same classmates
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