September 11th, the one day I will aways rememer. On that day I was at work with my mom at the Canterbury Public Library(I was homeschooling at the time). My cousin and i were just zooming through the internet when he started to find pictures of a plane flying into the first twin tower. He started to print the pictures to show my mom. at the time i didn’t even know what the towers were. They both started to hang the pictures on the wall and everyone in the room went over to look and was in shock. I saw more pictures and a second plane went into the second tower. At that time i was in terror. My mom told me we had to go home to my dad. He had to go to a bunker(an underground ofice like place for the government) to help out. SO for that whole time, i rarely got to see my dad.