I still remember that day, coming into the living room and my dad lifting me up onto his lap. I was too young to know the terror that was going on, let alone not having any common sense or social skills.
My dad left soon to take my older brother to school, and my twin brother came into the room. I now remember seeing the second plane, on Fox, hit the other twin tower. I understood then, that it really wasn’t some movie; my dad was right- the country was in danger. I didn’t show my emotions much when I was in pre-school, so I watched silently and wide-eyed.
I don’t rememer anything else.
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