So much about 9/11 still comes to a shock to me. I saw the towers everyday when I went to school and every Sunday when I went to church, then all of a sudden, they weren’t there. Nearly 3,000 people were dead and America was forever changed. This day will be in our children’s history books and in their children’s history books and so on and so on. But to them it’ll just be something that happened years ago that they weren’t alive for. Still sad, but not as much. But I was alive for that. I was alive to remember that day. To remember my mom picking me up from school to take me home and she told me “Look at the Twin Towers.” My cousin worked there and she was on time every single day but that day she was late. Of all days. 

It’s like being alive for the sinking of Titanic or Pearl Harbor. It’s just so sad. That this happened and I remember this HISTORICAL day. And it happened right in my backyard. I didn’t see it all happen, just before and after, but I know a lot of people who watched the whole thing. I would’ve been able if I walked out the doors in my school. It would’ve been right there.

My aunt’s dog.

chadabramovich:

midnight tram to humber by uwajedi on Flickr.

Bark by Jeremiah Rivera

Bayonne, NJ