9/11

Waking up this morning, I still couldn't believe it has been 9 years since that day.  I remember that day pretty well.  I was at home watching the news with my dad, and I'm pretty sure my mom hadn't left for work yet.  All of a sudden the news about the attacks came on.  The first plane had hit.  We were all just sitting there in shock watching as everything was happening.  My dad went into the kitchen to get breakfast and probably 30 seconds after he walked out of the room, the second plane hit.  At first, I thought they were showing a replay of the first plane.  But it didn't take long for me to realize that that was not the case.  I called my dad to come back in and told him that another plane hit.  That day was just a day of shock.  I really just did not understand why this was all happening.  Even in my adult life, I still just do not understand.  How can these people be so hateful that they're willing to cause that much damage, take so many lives?  Where did it all start, this radical islam?  Why?  I don't think I will ever understand.