9/11,
I was in kindergarten the day it happened. I remember we got back from lunch and all of the lights were off. The teacher came in crying, and told us that school was going to be let out early that day. My mom came to the school and picked me up, which is weird, because I usually took the bus. On the way home she told me what had happened, and that the country might be under attack. It didn’t really affect me at the time, because I didn’t really know what it meant.
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