I was making my baby a bottle, when my dad came in my kitchen and told me that there had been an “accident”. I went and put my son on the bed and gave him the bottle. I watched as the 2nd plane went into the 2nd building. My hands went to my mouth, my eyes dropped open, I just couldnt believe this was happening. Then, all of a sudden they were showing the towers coming down. I fell to my knees in prayer asking God “Why is this happening? Who would do this to our country?” I watched the news for days. Crying everytime I saw the plane go into the building, everytime the buildings came down.
Everyone, I am making a 9/11 tribute scrapbook for my kids, if you would like to share your story for it please, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org