Date Submitted: 9/11/2015
I was 3 years old, but I remember everything. I was sitting in front of the TV and the news was on. The first tower was in flames. I marveled at the smoke. My mom was sitting on the couch half sobbing half speaking to someone on the phone. I just kept watching the TV. I watched as the second plane hit the other tower. It reminded of of something out of a cartoon, like bugs bunny, but I knew it was real. It was a hard distinction to make though, between reality and fiction. It was unbelievable to me that something like this could happen.
Soon both towers came down. We realized that terrorism was now not just what we see on the evening news. The sadness of loss of life increased 10 fold, then disbelief, confusion, anger, and fear.
Bud (story excerpt)