Eight years ago today, America changed forever.

I was a senior in a private high school, and during the opening year mass, our principal asked us to pray for the people in NYC because a plane had struck one of the twin towers. We all looked around because we had no clue what he was talking about. Everyone rushed back to the classrooms so we could watch the news and a few minutes later watched in horror as we saw the second plane crash into the other tower.

A few hours later, everyone was walking to their lockers to gather their things because school had been closed. Usually the hallways are always full of noise, this time, not a sound. I had never heard the school so quiet before.

9/11/01. Never Forget.