Sunday, September 11, 2011

9/11

I still remember the night it happened, the tension in my house. My dad was on a flight bound for the US. Imagine how eerily quiet my house was, all of us glued in front of the television watching the news for any sort of information. Millions of scenarios and thoughts filled our heads but imagine our relief when we knew it wasn't my dad's plane.



"The deaths of adults who were killed in the attacks or died in rescue operations resulted in over 3000 children losing a parent."

But not everyone is so lucky.
I got my dad back within a week, but not everyone else did.
9/11, 10 years on and it still haunts. RIP.

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