I was in third grade. I was home sick that day with an ear infection. I was sitting in the big recliner at my grandparents' house in my Rugrat pajamas. I saw the video, and thought it was a movie commercial. But I knew something was really up when Mamaw let me have left ever pizza for breakfast.
Then she explained to me that it was real. That people had taken over planes, and crashed them into towers where hundreds of people worked.
I remember that I didn't believe her because people don't do that to other people... It was mean, and would hurt them. Then she told me that the men who took the planes meant to kill the people in the towers. They did it on purpose.
That's the day I realized that some people are honestly evil. That day, I realized that not everyone had good in them.
I still like to be naive. I've always been forgiving, and tried to only see the good in people. But that day was the day I realized that I was wrong. But I'm still like that.
It's like I can't see the bad in someone until it's directed towards me. And I'm ok with that. Yeah, I get hurt. But I will always give someone the benefit of a doubt. Always.
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