When 9/11 happened, I was very young, not even four yet. But even though I was young, I remeber the events and the effects they had on me and my family.

Two days before the attacks, I had this dream about these giant metallic birds flyong over this metropolis. But suddenly, they started to attack two giant statues in the shapes of the two former presidents, Bill Clinton and George W Bush. Being young, I didn’t really think anything of it. I just told my mum and she said my imagination was very vast.

Two days later, I wake up at about 4:00 am pacific time, which was 7:00 in east coast time. I rankled my parents to make me some breakfast until they finally did, and then I turned on the tv. For about two hours, I’m watching some reruns of old cartoons on Cartoon Network. At about 8:53, this banner started flashing at the bottom of the screen, telling the parents of the kids to change the channel to the news. They change it and I just see this building burning, my parents are confused yet scared at the same time. What was going on?

Then, at about 9:03, I saw the second plane hit the south tower. My mom screamed and my dad just stared at the TV in shock. I didn’t really understand what was going on, but I thing I understood was that airplanes weren’t suppose to go into buildings. And things exploding are usually pretty bad. So if a plane hits a building and explodes, god! That was even worse.

I then saw the jumpers. My sister was obsessed with this song called “Let the Bodies hit the floor” at the time, so I asked my teary mother if this was the music video. She held me close and wispered some muslim prayers into my ear. The news talked about the attackers being arabic terrorists, causing even more worry in my family. My parents were both born in Lebanon and were close to their religious beliefs. We already got hurassed for a lot of stuff, but after the attacks, it became so much worse. Things became more stressful in the family, especially that I would refuse to ride in any type of airplane for about a year, keeping us in California.

Time passed, we let it go, but it always stayed in the back of my head. Now, I study about not just 9/11, but other terrorist attacks and the warning signs. I may know a lot, but Ihave a long way to go before I can truley make a difference in the saftey ofmultiple countries.