The thing I can remember most vividly is how I felt when I realised just how horrific and significant these events were. I remember my family crowded around the television when I woke up, and I asked what was going on and my step dad told me that a plane had accidentily crashed into one of the World Trade Centers.
I remember my mom asking "Where do you think all the people in that building are going?" and my step dad replied "Well, they're probably moving them into the other building." The second he said that the other plane hit with that terrifying explosion, and I remember him saying really slowly and astonishedly "Oh my god, Oh my god, oh my god, its an attack".
As a sixth grader, it was the first significant world changing event that I'd ever experienced. It changed the way I viewed the world. I was living in the States at the time, so its not just that day I'll never forget, its the also the months afterward. All the paranoia and terror, all the patriotism, every news piece being about it. Everyone asking "When and where are they gonna strike next?", it was a very tense time. Definitely life changing.
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