Why, why did this happen to us? Everyone within miles of crashes wondered. So many loved ones, gone, dead. They try to make themselves feel better by saying that they'll be better off in heaven and that they're in a better place. Though they can't quite shake the feeling of why the U.S. What did we do? Terrorists. That one word kept coming back. Lord, why do you hate us. The dreadful words to leave several individual's mouths. In their minds they knew that he didn't do this on purpose, but they craved for someone to blame.
As the authorities began to arrive, people crowded around to ask questions, stupid questions. For instance, why did this happen? Think, doesn't that make it sound like it is the police's fault? No it wasn't. It was no one's fault. Not even the terrorists. If it was meant to be, nothing could change it.
No one will ever fully recover from this happening. Personally, I think that the saddest part to me, is that, my fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Keefe, has her anniversary on this day. Now you think, why would she get married on 9/11, but she got married long before it even happened. Wouldn't you think it's sad too?
There isn't anything to do. Things we learned, maybe. Though we still won't, now or ever, be able to change history.
You have many different ideas in this post. Possible writing avenues: a historical fiction piece in which you "witness" one of the crashes, a researched piece attempting to find out "why" this happened, a general descriptive piece on the emotions involved with 9/11. Try one of these ideas to narrow your thoughts.
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