A Walk Through Time

Let's go on a walk through the pages written by my hand. Go ahead take my hand and slowly step out of your mind and into my thoughts. Beautiful, know let me show you the world through my eyes.

September 11th, 2001 - I just woke up from a dream to find reality has won once again. I see my room, and my old dresser that belonged to my mom when she was younger. I sat up and got dressed for school just like every other day of the year. As soon as my shoes were on I walked down the stairs while gripping the metal railing next to me. I grabbed a bite to eat before my mom drove me to school. I honestly don't remember a lot of the details up until a certain moment of time. Which unfortunately wasn't until after breakfast so you will never know what I ate that day.

It's eight in the morning and my mom pulls up to my elementary school in the white Oldsmobile. I walk out and in to my class room to set down my little backpack. I turned around and felt an uneasy vibe flowing throughout the room. I was beginning to wonder what was going on, but just than I caught a glimpse of a television set in the classroom. Why are we watching T.V. in the class? What's going on? So I took a closer look and saw and airplane crash into a skyscraper!

Okay so a airplane crashed into a skyscraper, why would we be watching it during class. Terrible events happen all the time, why is this on so special? Then I heard the word that sent a chill the devil himself could not even create, America.

My country, the one who has all the answers and all the power has been attacked! How could this be, what monster would do something so terrible. My mind became overwhelmed and I ran to the one place I knew I was safe. I locked myself inside a bathroom stall and began to pray, for the life's that were lost, and life's that now have to live without. Why oh why God would you let this happen! Why would you let this happen to America!

After sitting in silence for a while I began to really think about the words that were so thoughtlessly spewing out of my mouth. I've never asked God why he lets horrible things happen elsewhere. I've never even cared about what elsewhere is.

September 11th wasn't only a tragic day that will remain in our memories, it was also the day of a realization. A day that made a boy realize that America is not the only place in this world. That God is everywhere, and everywhere is were our hearts need to be.


(This story is inspired by true events, however some portions are fiction or exaggerated)