I was in sixth grade when 9/11 occurred, and i still remember it like it was yesterday.

We were walking in a straight line from the library to our classroom, when all of a sudden our TV screens turned on and right in front of our eyes we say Tower 1 and Tower 2 go down.

I did not have any family members at the scene, but my heart ached for my classmates who were saying my daddy, or my mommy works there. I still did not understand what was going on, and remember my parents coming early to pick me up. When I went home, my parents explained what had just happened and why. We watched the news the whole day, and were praying for the other families who lost someone dear to their life.

The impact affected everyone, and from there on in school we would have a moment of silence and remember the tragic events that shaped our country.