Ten years ago today, the worst attack on American soil occurred. You will always remember exactly where you were when you first heard the news of a plane hitting the Twin Towers. On that dreadful
Tuesday morning, I was beginning my final year at high school in a small town in Long Island that is not that far from New York City. That day, New York, America and the world changed forever.
The zealots who brought down the Towers may have altered the skyline and face of the city that never sleeps, but they failed to bring us down as people, as New Yorkers and as citizens of the world. Ten years later, we all still live in the shadow of what once was, but we keep moving, we keep evolving but we never forget.
The thought that something could happen is always in the backs of our minds, but we go on and live and enjoy our time here, because in a city that caters to every outlet, your mind is constantly occupied and you are not allowed to dwell… there just simply is not time for it.
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