This horrific event has definitely had a big impact on my life. I don’t know if I will ever be able to forget the descriptions and stories I have heard from friends and family that work in New York. When I found out in school, I almost died because I knew that my dad worked very close to that building. I broke down in tears and had to call my mom to come pick me up from school. When I got home we had seventeen new calls from our family trying to see if my dad was okay. We found out a little later he was fine and he was out on the streets with his friend Morris. I found out later on that my other family members never made it into work because of the traffic.

Later on that night, all my dad did was make phone calls to all his friends and I was listening in on one of them but I had to hang up beause I was so upset. I just couldn’t handle what my dad’s friend was talking about. He was saying he was sitting at his desk and at his window he saw people jumping out their windows to the ground. At that moment I kept thinking to myself over and over again what goes through people’s heads when they know they are going to die?

Even if I was under that much pressure I don’t think I would have been able to jump. It would be way too hard. I mean I know most people thought they would have died anyway, but what if there was hope for them and they just kill themselves for no reason? I know that my dad was totally under God’s watch that day of September 11, 2001. He could have died right before the train to the World Trade Center stopped and got flooded. He was the stop before that so he got out and he was totally unharmed.

I’m just happy hat all of this is over. I know we will always remember that day. I’m just very happy to say we lived through it and it might have been tough, but in times of need we know how to stick together and help each other out. I know we will get through this we just need to work together and help each other.

By CB age 14