I was a freshman in high school. Consumed with my oqn life. I walked into my English class and someone said from the hallway “are you seeing this? It slammed right into the tower!” My teacher turned the tv on and we watched in horror as the first tower was burning. That day was a blur, but the following days and weeks I instead was consumed with the victim’s final moments. I will take time every year on September 11th to first remember those that died, and then remember what I have in life.