I vividly remember that day. I woke about 11:30 a.m., plus or minus 10 minutes. I had one of my bad feelings. It was fairly strong. On a scale of 0-10, 10 being strongest, it was definitely a 7 bordering on 8. I thought about just staying in bed the rest of the day but I got up. Soon as I saw the tv, I wished I had stayed in bed. I remember how glad I was on Saturday September 15, 2001 they had regular programming that morning on the networks ABC, CBS, NBC. I remember watching those towers coming down. My stomach tied itself in a knot and sunk to my feet when I saw that. I may not remember what I got for or did on my last 3 birthdays. I may not remember what my favorite show was before I became a CSI: Miami and CSI: NY fan in September 2004. I don't think I'll ever forget September 11, 2001.
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In Memory of 9/11/2001
A poem by Carolyn_333.
That fateful day buildings and planes came crashing down.
Running, screaming and burning all around.
What a nightmarish sight.
What a nightmarish sound.
All those people died and for what?
Long as we remember and honor them,
It won't be for naught.