Current Eventish Kinda

So, yesterday was 9/11, a day that all Americans remember or have heard about. I would like to talk about how i feel about the tradgedy and what I remember from that day. Years ago on that day I was sitting in my third grade classroom ready to go to lunch. Just like everyday at school, we had class, lunch, recess and then we would finish up the day with more lessons. The teacher walked us down to lunch like usual and then she would leave and go eat her lunch at the faculty room (separated from the lunchroom). But then, something unusual happened. Instead of going to recess, we were brought back upstairs to our classrooms. Some teachers were emotionless, but others couldn't hide there sniffles or shakey voices. We were told to get our stuff together and that we would be running on a half-day schedule and would be leaving school early. Some kids had already been picked up, but I was one of the kids excited to go home just like any other third grader would be. When I got home I suddenly realized that there wasn't anything that I should be happy about. I walked in the door and right away my mother, with tears in her eyes, ran up to me and wrapped me in her arms as she said, "Oh my god Julian, thank god youre safe and home!" At this point I was very confused and worried. When I had asked what was going on and why everyone was acting so funny my mother just broke down again and walked me into the living room where the TV was on. There it was, the video clip, playing over and over of the planes flying into the buildings like torpedos and turning the buildings into rubble. When I saw this and finally grasped what was going on, I got even more scared and started crying. So many questions were running through my mind, "was anyone I knew there?" "Did anyone survive?" "How many people were hurt?" and of course, "who did this?" I couldn't silence my young brain and I couldn't help but interrogate my parents who really ended up being as confused and scared as I was. Which in the end only terrified me more because parents are suppose to have the answer for everything and they aren't supposed to ever be scared or worried when youre that young. This is a feeling I hope I will never feel and my children will never have to experience as I did. Luckily enough for me I didnt lose anyone from my family, but I still felt the pain for other families that had lost someone. As messed up as it sounds though, I dont think I've ever seen our nation more united than that day in my entire life.

Rest in peace to those who were lost and may the families that had suffered losses that day stay strong and united.