I was pretty young when 9/11 happened. Sixteen, almost seventeen. Things that seem so commonplace now were absolutely foreign to me back then. I kept a Livejournal back then and this morning I looked up my reaction to that day.

this is so…strange. and scary. I’ve never seen anything like this before. I’m supposed to be some protected, American youth. and now this. it’s like something out of a movie. just real, and worse. dad is gone to colorado. I wish he was home. it wouldn’t surprise me if his trip is cut short.

gasoline is $3.00 here in Elmore City and $4.00 in Oklahoma City. people were lined up around the block in town.

our leaders may not be the best in the world, and some people may not like them, but is that any reason to kill so many innocent people? mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, grandparents. there are people that don’t have those anymore. and even children. it makes me sick.

I was in my voice class at school and we were listening to the radio. My teacher screamed at some boys in the corner who were being extremely irreverent, saying that things have changed forever.

Never could have imagined.