I was in the WTC
Two months before it happened.
I remember the skyline, the maps of NY up at the top indicating special places while you gazed out upon the city.
I remember people wanting to go home immediately.
I remember friends saying they'd sign up - just point to an enemy.
I remember going into classrooms because they didn't hear the news and informing them to stay tuned for further information.
I remember watching some live and afterward, all the taped material.
I remember the passport being found on the ground of one of the terrorists.
I remember watching a rebroadcast of the news the WTC7 collapsed, before it did.
I remember hearing someone say 'pull it' before WTC7 collapsed.
I remember evidence of who did it coming out immediately, the fastest collection of evidence ever gathered in the shortest amount of time.
I remember Fox news reporting dancing Israelis in NJ only to hear they were let go and left the US.
I remember the inaction of the miliary taking flight.
I remember certain family members being allowed to leave the US while everything was grounded.
I remember that people said it could never be an inside job, that the secret couldn't have been kept this long and the Plutonium Files: America's Secret Medical Experiments in the Cold War
I remember problems with the 9/11 commission and their data and their supposedly, thorough investigation.
I remember the flags that no longer fly.
I remember, because the flag still flies at my house.
I remember because I chose not to forget.
