I was a freshman when it happened. I was skipping first hour, I heard in the hallway some kids saying some buildings where bombed. I thought BS. I went to the upstairs lunch room to sit with some friends, as I walked into the lunchroom a cold chill ran down my spine, then I knew those kids werent making it up. Everyone was huddled around the T.V. teachers where crying, students where crying. I can remember exactly what that lunch room looked like, what it smelled like, the sounds, the cold sinking feeling in my stomach
. Then the second plane hit, at first I thought it was a replay of the first plane, I couldnt believe it, we are being attacked. After that I dont remember much other than crying and gasping until the bell rang and the TVs where shut off. Later in the day I heard about the Pentagon, the teachers wouldnt let us watch because it was to disturbing, they wanted us to talk with our parents. An eerie thing happened the night before, I had watched N.Y.P.D. Blue it was about a gun man in a school, that night and the 11th morning I had a feeling that today would be remembered for something, I wish I wasnt but I was right. Now I am a senior and it still seems like it happened last school year. Never forget the World Trade Center, never forget the Pentagon, and never forget Pennsylvania.
NEVER FORGET
Sorry for the break of silence.
