17 years ago the sky was clear blue with no clouds covering the bright burning sun. Then out of nowhere a massive plane hit our precious building with our lovely people inside. Black smoke fill the air. This sight was distributing, and made us unable to process anything. All we could think was "How is this happening!?" "I can not believe what I am seeing!" The day of evil was made, but we all stay strong. We all find justice for these people who have died. We all should not forget what happen as we go on in life. We should remember this day was the day many losses were made, and many hero were made. We should remember that many tears were shed. We should remember the events of this day as we move on.