Tuesday, Sept. 11, 2001, started as a day when my anxiety about being the new kid at my middle school was finally beginning to fade.
I had made some friends who stood outside with me while we waited for the morning bell and sat with me during lunch.
The homework was not as intense as I thought it would be.
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