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Remembering 9-11 Discriptive

An Act of Terror

People all over this country can remember what they were doing that morning. I think most people had feelings of some sort as they watched everything unfold. I remember everything that went on that morning. I can remember thinking on that early September morning that our nation will never be the same from this selfish act of terror. Now eight years later, I still fell the same. Our nation is different. We are still fighting after those Twin Towers crumbled on 9-11.
It was 7 am Tuesday morning, my mom startled me with an early wake up call. When she told me to come watch what was on the television there was concern in her voice. As we sat on the bed in her room, the news reporters that were broadcasting seemed confused . Was it a bomb, was it a plane? A short time later there were phone calls coming in of people with a quiver in their voice stating that it had been a plane. Now the question was, had it been an accident? Twenty minutes after news had broke the whole top of the tower had been swallowed in smoke. Then there was an image on the right side of my television screen, it was another plane. It looked so small in that big sky against that tall tower. What felt like minutes was seconds, and that small meaningless image turned the second tower into a volcano erupting with a giant ball of fire. The smoke looked like demons leaving the devastation they caused. It wasn't long from what was originally thought to be a misfortune turned out to be horror unveiling before our eyes. I sat there watching completely speechless. I felt my stomach turning, wondering how something so nauseating could be happening in a country that I had felt so safe in all my life. The first thing that I thought was, what would happen to my young son? What would he have to go through in his life time. Would he get to live in The Home of the Free? I was overcome with fear and grief, I could hardly stand it.
Calls kept coming in to the news...