Has it really been ten years since that fateful day? It only seems like yesterday when I was in my apartment in Manila that night when I received an SMS from a friend saying that the US was being attacked. My first thought was that it was a joke, like those text messages that tell you that you won a lottery you never joined. I said what I thought, and the reply was to turn on the TV. It did not matter which channel, just turn it on. And there it was, one of the buildings of the Twin Towers in flame. It was unbelievable.
I immediately texted my other friends as well and soon we were all in SMS frenzy.
I was glued to the set for hours on end. I was mortified at seeing people falling from the dizzying heights. And then another plane struck the other building! Thoughts raced in my head, all of them leaning towards death and destruction. 'Is this the end?'
On that day, the world became a much smaller place. The seemingly infallible can be attacked. The sleeping giant was roused from its sleep, and the fight surges til this day.