A young teenage girl lays on her couch at home...
First day of school but she had the flu...
Her dad was in the living room as well and just turned on the news...
She quickly sits up and looks at her dad. His face turns a shade of white she has never seen before...he gets his wife who is teaching their other children in the other room. Soon the family watches in silence as the other plane flies...
She knew she was watching history be made. But in her young brain she prays for the people in that building...
Moments pass and that TV is being watched like it had never been before. She holds on tight to her pillow as her dad says "It's coming down." Right in front of her eyes the building was falling like a stack of blocks being knocked over by a two year old...the newscaster's voice cracks as she announces what she saw...
Now seven years later I can still see my family gathered in our living room, I can still hear our phone ringing, I can still hear our President announcing what had happened over the television, I can still see those flags flying half mast in the air...
And we still need to pray for the families that were effected on September 11Th....
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