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I was asleep when the first plane hit the Tower. My mother was watching the news and woke me up. I had just started watching when the second plane hit. I just started shakeing and I told my mother that wasn't an accident. I was scared. Scared for those people in the towers and the planes. And feeling deep sorrow for their families. I prayed that they were not alone. The only thing I could think of was getting my brother on the phone. At a time when you feel that the world is basicaly falling apart around you, you want and need your family. Even a year later I still find it very hard to see or hear anything to do with 9-11. It touchs me deep in the soul for the policeman, fireman, and other rescue workers there that fateful day. I pray for those we lost and for those who lost someone that day. But I do not fear that they were alone. The same person that held me up when I saw those planes hit and held the hand of our heros loved ones, is the same person that led his flock home.

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2002-09-19