My mom and dad were the most in love parents ever.
I was in the 7th grade at the time. My mom and dad woke up to a beautiful day in new york and hurried out the door for their meeting. I went to school.
A few hours into school the principal came to my classroom and pulled me out, a girl Jessica, and Amy. Then she came on the intercom and said what had happened. Nobody understood but me, Jessica and Amy.
The silence was the scariest moment of my life.
The principal called my parents. Apparently she talked to a firefighter who was inside. My mom had died. My dad heard about my mom from this firefighter. My dad jumped. He loved my mom so much.
Whenever I think of 9/11 I cry my guts out. The beautiful sky tricked me. I swear there wasn’t a cloud in the entire universe that day.