I woke up on 9-11 and got into the shower. In the middle of my shower I hear a knock on the door. I was annoyed by this because I hate it when people bug me when I’m taking my shower, but then again who doesn’t! The knock was from my mom. She opens the door slightly and she says, “Jake! The World Trade Center is on fire!” Like I said I don’t like being bothered while I take my shower so I just said, “So what!? They have sprinklers!” So I finish my shower, towel off, and I get dressed. I look at the tv and my jaw drops. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Immediately I jumped into my car and floored it to school. Everyone was in the commons watching the tube. For the rest of the day me and my pals spoke about ways to torture Bin Laden, and I must say we came up with some f*cked up stuff! I tried to come up with ways to help out with the aftermath. I came up with the idea of creating a t-shirt that I would donate the profits to the firefighters, but a problem happened. The money I was going to use to make the shirts was tied up in stocks. After 9-11 my stock went straight to hell! But either way I raised a good amount of cash for the firefighters. So there’s my story!