I had just arrived at my junior high school when one of my friends came up to me, and told me that a plane had crashed into the world trade center. Being very young and naive I replied and said “I don’t know what you are talking about I have never heard of the WTC”. I went on to think that a small plane had crashed into a building by accident and that know one was hurt. When i arrived at my eight grade science class everything changed. My teacher turned on the TV and explained to us what was going on. Once i realized that the United States was under attack. I felt scared and confused and I asked my self Why? I thoughts and prays instantly went out to the victims and their families of these terrible attacks. The rest of the day we watched the TV in everyone of my classes. Once I got home from school I just to cried. I was so thankful to have my family and friends all alive and well. later that day I started thinking about all the monsters that scared me as a young child. Then I thought of what happen earlier and I told myself. So these are the acts of real evil.