Well it seemed like just another Tuesday morning. It was the start of yet another school year as well. Around 8:43, I was already in school and I was writing down some things in my journal when one of the teachers came into our room and told our teacher that a plane crashed into the world trade center. My teacher then went to his radio which was near the front of the room and turned it on. I thought at first that it was a small plane.. and nothing that serious.. Just an accidental crash. Then, not too long after, Yet another plane hit, And they announced that on the radio as well.
The thoughts that were going through my mind now was that this was obviously intentional.. Unless two pilots may have had an accident, Which was kind of a rare thing to happen. Later on, Since we didnt do much work and just listened to the radio all day, I found out that it was a plane with passengers on it. Around 10, I heard that the pentagon, too, was hit. I did not feel safe at school.. The thoughts of one hitting again were a reality at the time. When I finally got home, I saw the footage on TV and it was amazing.. Almost unbelievable that something like this actually happened. The saturday that followed these events, Around 10am, The television announced that our troops are heading for Afghanistan.