I remember being horrified that the U.S. was under attack.
I remember being terrified because we thought our brother-in-law was working at the Pentagon that day.
I remember feeling a great sense of relief and thankfulness when we found out that he did not go there that day.
I remember being shocked because I realized I was watching people die on television.
I remember crying.
I remember feeling helpless because there was nothing I could do.
I remember feeling such great anger.
I remember wanting revenge.