I was thirteen years old at the times, I was in the seventh grade and in in-school suspension. There was an announcement made over the intercom at my school in Augusta, Georgia that stated that we should not turn on the TV, and told us we had nothing to worry about. I asked the lady in charge of the ISS what was going on, and her answer was “some property was damaged”. Later that day I rode the bust home from school, and there was a kid yelling about how What the lady on the intercom said was “Bull*explicit*, and that a *explicit* airplane had flown into the Pentagon. I did not know the true scope of what had happened until I got home. Mother was watching the news in the living room. I saw billows of smoke coming from the towers, I was horrified. I had never seen anything like that. I can say as a thirteen year old, it is something you can’t possibly forget. All though I am critical of mainstream politics, I had never seen such a display of patriotism before the attacks as I did after. Americans of different political affiliations and religions together, just happy to be American, to mourn those that were killed simply for being American, that sort of outpouring is something I had never seen before. Before I go, I leave a prayer, due to my Catholic faith, I find appropriate. May the souls of all who died that day, rest in peace. And may God bless America.