I can remember everything about that day. I was working for a plumbing company in North Carolina. I was in the small town of Lillington at a plant when one of the employees of the plant grabbed me by my arm and said he had something for me to see. At first I was annoyed that he had interuppted my work. However, after he had led me into the employee breakroom, it soon became clear what he wanted to show me. There in front of me were probably about 150 people standing around a 27″ wall-mounted television. As I looked up at the tv, I saw the first tower engulfed in flames and smoke. My heart fell to the floor. Soon after, the second tower was hit. I could not believe my eyes. I can remember thinking to myself that this cannot be really happening, but it was. I will never forget the looks and emotions of the people that were around me. Some were white, some black, some were asian, even indian. All were Americans. Some were crying, some were mad, some were screaming, some not saying anything at all. Again, all Americans. All with the same horrible feeling. I myself can remember feeling an indundation of feelings. However, I felt more afraid than anything. I was afraid for those people on tv. I was afraid for our country and our lives. I will always live with the looks on everyone’s face that day.

I WILL NEVER FORGET.