I was born in 9/11/1992. It was my 5th or 6th birthday, when suddenly an airplane crash into the twin towers. It was weird that this happened on my birthday. In the news it said that it was a terrorist attack. My panic and stared to pray since this was their 3rd strike. My dad said that also another airplane tried to hit the pentagon but the people faced the terrorist and made the airplane crashed somewhere else. All I remember was people crying and prying. That was one sad birthday no one even came to my birthday.

I like to salute all of them heroes from 9/11.