well said nuff said.

I remember that horrible day, even though I was only 5 years old at the time.

I walked down the hallway early that morning because I heard commotion from my living room. My dad and mom were crowding the television, eyes wide and mouths agape. I remember thinking how odd it was that dad was still home at that hour, because he normally would have left an hour prior.

My mom turns around, sees me, and goes to give me a big hug. Dad stands silent, still watching the TV. I remember asking what was going on and my dad answered with something I’ll never forget.

“America’s under attack. It’s World War 3.”

Mom and dad were certain that it was the beginning of WW3. Thank god it never did, but they were certain of it at the time.

I wasn't thinking too much about the idea of the start of WW3. But I knew we were going to war, as something like that can't go unanswered. It was an odd day for me to begin with because I never turned the TV on before work until that day. I just happened to and was already seeing the first tower billowing smoke. Didn't even realize it wasn't just a huge fire until they explained a plane hit it. A few minutes later the second plane hit the other tower. That to me was the moment I realized we had been at war with terrorists since 1993 after the bomb attack on the same place. We just never figured it out until it cost nearly 3,000 civilians, four planes and several buildings.

I remember I was late for work that day myself watching the events. Finally leaving several minutes after the second tower fell. Looking outside and seeing so many jet contrails in the shape of horseshoes as the planes that left them were immediately turned towards the nearest airport. One that really stuck with me was while I was at work a few hours later looking up and seeing one trail in a straight north/south direction. I knew right away that was Air Force One headed for Nebraska. The next day so many American flags flew outside peoples homes, and off their cars.

I'm glad you remember what you do at the age you were. I think that alone gives you an upper hand on understanding that day on those in your age group and the mature way you speak about it. :) I also applaud your parents not shielding your eyes at such a tender age. They may have thankfully been wrong about telling you it was WW3, but I'm sure there were lots of parents out there who didn't allow their kids to witness it.

I had just turned 21 the day before. I can still tell you everything I did that day hour by hour