I fell asleep as soon as I came home from school, and around early evening time, I recall being stirred awake by my little brother shouting and telling me to look at the television. Nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to see. There were pictures on the screen of when the first plane hit and I just went numb. Shortly after, I saw the second plane hit and no words can describe the immense shock at this outrageous act. I stayed glued to the TV screen for hours after, and the next day at school, somebody brought in a radio to keep up to date with the news. We sat in free periods in a room to listen to developments. Everyone was visibly moved and there was a real sense of loss, even though none of us were directly affected.
I couldn’t believe that someone could do this to one of the best cities in the world. I had planned to go to NYC, to attend drama school and visited the city on many occasions. I love NYC and it hurt me so much to see this tragedy occur.
A year on, I did the same thing that I did 9/11/2001.I stayed watching the TV while the Mayor of New York City and many others read out the names of The World Trade Center victims. I sent up a prayer for God to guard their innocent souls. I watched all the ceremonies and the same feeling of sadness swept over me.
I honestly hope that the world has learned from this. We must be united in peace, for we all share this Earth.
God bless the USA.