September 11, 2001 - Never Forgotten

Today marks 11 years since the attacks that tore out the heart of the Big Apple and left so many families mourning. It's so strange to not be in America today... Of course the whole world knows about September 11, 2001, but for most of the people here, it's just something they've heard about on the news, or read about in a text book. As crazy as it sounds, I remember when the towers got hit. I remember coming home from Kindergarden to see the horrifying images of New York's two tallest buildings going up in flames and of all the people affected by it on the news. I remember the panic. I remember the fear. I didn't quite understand it at the time, but I remember it.

I have one very distinct memory of a photo from that day. It was a woman, blood streaking down her face. She expressed a look of pure horror and pain. Being only 5, I remember saying "Wow! That's a cool Halloween costume!". Upon hearing that it wasn't a costume, I was scared and confused. I didn't understand. I was only 5, but I still remember that moment so vividly.

I went through the entire day today without hearing one word about the attacks. That's when it really hit me that I'm not in America anymore. For most of the people here, today is just a normal Tuesday, but not for us. Today represents so much for my country. Today I am especially proud to be an American. RIP to all of those who perished in the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks. You're gone, but never forgotten.