Don’t expect anything amazing from this. I was upset when I wrote it. I’m just putting my feelings out. Grammar and everything probably sucks but I honestly don’t care.
Eight years ago I was in fourth grade. I remember because in fourth grade we had to write daily journals. Just half a page, but I never knew what to write about.
That day I did, though, simply because I was confused. People were talking about planes crashing, but that‘s all I heard. I wrote half a page asking why everyone was so scared, and then handed it in. Didn’t really get any answers to those questions.
I know that my teachers and my family thought it was a good idea to try to shelter me and my siblings from what happened… to just go on and act like everything was okay. Not let us know that something was wrong. But the thing was, we KNEW something was wrong. We could feel it. People were scared and sad and we had no idea why.
After that day, I noticed some things changing. People were nicer… more united. There were flags everywhere and everyone seemed proud to be who they were and to live where they did. By then I only knew two things: Something horrible had happened to my country, but something good was happening inside people.
Of course I found out what happened. It didn’t take long. I was young but I wasn’t stupid. I can turn on a TV. I can see footage of buildings crumbling and understand what it meant. Horrible people had killed lots and lots of Americans.
And over the years it became more and more clear to me. The older I got the more I understood why it happened, and the more I was able to comprehend how bad it actually was.
I love America. I despise anyone who wants to destroy it. These days I’ll probably be seen as an intolerant hate-monger by some for that, but I really don’t care. I also despise those who want to blame US for it. You know, we were asking for it. Chickens coming home to roost, you know. It was our foreign policy. It was all our fault. This is what we get. This is what we get for thinking we’re so great. This is what we get for meddling. I won’t even start on the “truthers.” And to them, we who still cling to the memory, to the sadness and the anger, but also the love and the pride that we felt for our country and the people in it, we are the ones that are in the wrong. We’re the ones trying to use a tragedy for political gain. We’re the ones who are trying to look good and patriotic. They fail to see is that we simply love this country and what it stands for. It isn’t an act, it’s who we are.
Evil people can’t be seen as evil people anymore. That is intolerance. But I guess I’m intolerant, because I can’t buy that crap. The people who did this are monsters. Horrible people who believed horrible things. I’m not afraid to say it. I won’t stop believing that the USA is the best country in the world. I won’t stop believing that we are the good guys.
I don‘t care how clichéd this sounds. I am proud to be an American. I love this country. God bless it over and over and over again.
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