I remember getting dressed, combing my hair, buckling my shoes. Walking out to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal. Seeing a spectacle of a sight on the television screen. I forgot all about my breakfast. In all honesty I was fascinated, I mean how many seven-year-olds could truly grasp the seriousness of the situation? I saw it burn, then crumble. I remember thinking to myself, "This doesn't look like a building, it looks like a wall of dust". There was screaming on the television, and alarmed voices of newspeople. Panic. Then silence.
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