A Time to Remember

In mid morning on September 11, 2001 I was trying to make my way through the crowded halls of my high school. I pushed my way through the crowd to try and get to my Social Studies class. When I got into the classroom, I saw my teacher, Ms. Reiber, watching the television. I took a look at the television and I knew something serious had just taken place.
We all got in our seats and stared at the television like animals stare at their prey. We were shocked at what was happening and could not believe that it was reality instead of a dream. We spent the whole class period watching CNN and talking about the incident. Our nation was attacked by those who seek to end our way of life, freedom and democracy. When I looked up at my teacher I saw her wiping tears from her eyes, and from that moment forward, I knew I would remember this day for the of my life. I knew I would know where I was when the ...