On 9-11 I was sitting in my desk in American History class. I know what a place to be on such a horrible day that effected America? What i was seeing would be in my American history book next year.
I was a 8th grade student at Camden Jr. high. I didn’t exactly under stand what was going on at this moment. I will never forget how it all started…
I was sitting with a few of my good friends in class talking not paying attition to my teacher. Then my principal came in the calss room, and asked my teacher to step outside with her for a moment. My teacher went and I just started talking more than I was before. My teacher came back in the class room and said “class our world trade center has been hit by a plane, I will turn the telivision on CNN so we can learn more about this”. She turned the telivisoin on and I saw this unbelivible site. I saw a building I had been learing about going down to the ground. There were people in that building. I rember thinkin’ WHY? WHAT IS HAPPNING? I didn’t understand why someone would want to do this to so many iniciont people. I rember thinking…what if I or someone I knew was in that building? Some kids have to go home today and there fathers or mothers or a member of there family was in that building and died today. How would I feel? I would feel awful. I don’t know what I would have done. When I went home that afternoon from school my mom was crying. There was a football game that night and I rember begging my mom to let me go. She wouldn’t and I felt so mad at her. But now i look back on that and I think at least I have a mother if my mom would have been in that building at that time I would have died along with her.
I am so thankful no one i knew was in that building. I think god i still have all of my family and friends here with me today and I hope and pray nothing like this happends to out wonderful country again.