September 11th started out like any other day for me, except for one thing, I had a big Precalulus Test coming up, first period. About halfway through the test, my principal came on the intercom and told us to turn on our TV, or go to a room with a TV. My classroom didn’t have a TV. Our PreCal teacher wouldn’t let us go to another classroom until we finished our test. I rushed through the test and went in to the other classroom about 15 minutes after the announcement.

What I saw was a horrifying shot of the World Trade Centers in flames. I watched helplessly as the towers fell before my eyes. When the bell rang, we went to Chemistry where we continued watching the coverage. Our teacher was saying how we were all going to go to war and like Vietnam they were going to have a draft and in a year half the class would be dead, blah, blah, blah. I couldn’t stop thinking of the devastating tragedy the whole day. As the days passed, I calmed down somewhat and accepted what happened. To this day I pray for the victims and their families. This new day of infamy will never be something to forget. And oh, by the way, I passed that PreCal test.