September 11th
I forgot what I ate for lunch yesterday already but I remember exactly what I was doing and where I was eight years ago today. On September 11, 2001, I was riding the N train over the Brooklyn Bridge on my way to school. There was a lot of congestion. The trains were slower than ever. I was going to be late for class and I was in a horrible mood. We sat on the bridge for a few minutes and the train conductor asked for our attention. He said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t know what is going on, we all don’t know what is going on, but if you look out the left windows, I don’t think that’s just a fire”. I looked out the window and saw the first tower with the thickest biggest smoke cloud over it. It’s been eight years and yet it feels like it can’t have been that long. Eight years later, I hope all Americans feel safer and our government understands what is needed to protect the people of this country.