9.11

i remember waking up. i was 8 years old and i was sick. i walked into my parents bedroom and my mom had the tv on. at first i thought it was happening in salt lake. but then my mom told me, i didn't fully understand at the time. i didn't understand why. and you know what, who does? still, to this day.

i know this technically wouldn't apply to 9/11 considering the time difference but, for me, it does. this is the first bad thing i remember happening in the world. when i woke up that morning, i learned that there are bad people who do bad things to good, innocent people. and that's when i knew that this world wasn't the good, safe place i thought it was.

i can't wait for the day when everything is good again.