Personal Narrative Essay On 9/11

We surely all have some knowledge of what happened on September 11, 2001, but do any of us recall any memories of the day? I had just turned 2 a week before the terrorist attacks on the twin towers. Yet, I vividly remember some of the details of what happened that day. Around 7:30 in the morning, I had been dropped off at daycare, as my mom worked at the grade school and my dad worked construction. My babysitter had liked to watch the news while we ate breakfast. All too quickly, it became evident, even for a two year old, that something bad was happening. A big shiny plane that looked all too innocent through young eyes, hit one of the tallest buildings in the country. Unable to comprehend what was fully taking place, my eyes could only focus of the colors; the red and orange flames, the black smoke and the debris falling. The babysitter’s house was left in an eerie silence.
Children were crying all around, and I was definitely one of them. It’s hard to know that when I was just two years old, this had happened and I had not been able to comprehend half of what was going on. Now, being 17 years old, I am able to comprehend what exactly happened on that terrifying day, and am able to know why it happened. Throughout the years of schooling, we always brush up on the subject of the 9/11 terrorist attacks. People all over the country are discriminated against because of this incident, even still today! We have been taught that raising awareness of this will prevent it from happening again. As they say, “those who forget history are doomed to repeat it,” .On the other hand, is raising awareness really helping? Sure it is, people are now more aware of their surroundings and are able to sense when something bad is about to happen, but that does not mean it will not happen