On September 11, 2001 I was a freshmen in college at George Mason University. I was so excited because I had just started college and had just turned 18. Still, I was very nieve and never thought that the bombings that happened on the 11th could ever possibly happen so close to home. I will never forget that day. As usual, I woke up late for economics 101 class and my friend Leslie was pounding on the door. She, who was never late, was running late on that day, too. We ran over to class and got there at 8:05 a.m. Oddly enough, our econ professor was rambling on about how safe air plane travel is. Then, from the back of the class room a girl said, "Oh, if that's so true, then tell me why a plane just crashed into a tower in New York?" The professor laughed at her and told her she was wrong and then the teachers' assistant ran out of the room to go check the news. A few minutes later he came running back in the classroom telling us that the girl was right. Everyone got up out of their seats and left class. Swarms of students gathered in the "bistro" area to watch the news on a huge projector. Cell phones weren't working and all of the lines were jammed so calls weren't making it out. So many people were crying. I called my mom to find out if my aunt was alright because she works at the Pentagon. I went back to my room and my roommate and I sat in front of the television watching the news for hours. Our stupid arguments didn't matter anymore. That night I found out that my aunt was in Crystal City for business that day, rather than in her office at the Pentagon. I thank God for that. Years later, my friends and I still talk about that day. It was the begining of our college experience as we are now in our last year of school. We will never forget.
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