I woke up late that Tuesday morning and I had to be at class at 11:10 AM. It was my sophomore year of college. I had woken up earlier that morning and then gone back to sleep. After I got ready to leave the house I got in my car but my favorite radio station was not playing music. I began hearing about how they thought a car bomb had exploded outside of the State Department. At first I thought that was pretty bad but I was not all that shocked. Then they started saying that the twin towers had been hit with airplanes. I could not believe it. I honestly thought it was a sick prank played by the radio station but they had one of the major news stations plugged in, it was for real. I drove the entire 25 minutes to school with my jaw dropped in disbelief. At first I was shocked and then I became angry and finally sad. I realized that this was the act of terrorists and that this would be the Pearl Harbor of my generation. I realized that this would change the world forever and life would never be the same. I got to school and watched the events unfold on a big screen TV in the University Center. I called my friends and family. I also called my friend who is in the Marines. The whole day was so surreal. I went and hung out with my good friends that night (classes were pretty much cancelled) and we just talked about what was going on for hours on end. I did not know anyone who died but I knew people who were close the the Pentagon and the World Trade Centers when it happened. This is something that I will never forget and I hope no other Americans or anyone else for that matter will either. I love the USA…