September 11, 2001

I will never forget how I felt when I heard the news. How it felt walking the quarter mile at RIT hearing kids say another plane went down while I was in class. And then going back to my dorm room and watching coverage from 9-11. Eventually I left my dorm, and went to my ex boyfriends house (he was my b/f at the time) and watching the coverage on the news all day. Crying for the lives that were lost, and for the heroes on flight 93.

I will never forget that day, or how I felt. And the sickness I felt when the news showed people in Afghanistan celebrating our loss.

We will never forget.