remembering.

9/11 is a hard thing to write about. it's hard because i can't stop watching the coverage and imagining  if that was my family. it's hard because i was just a girl in a high school when it happened, and yet it's changed the entire world around me. it's hard because it can seem exploitive to talk about something that didn't impact you directly.

but, i think we need to write about it. to remember the people that died that day who were just living their lives. the people who died doing their jobs. the people who have died since protecting the country. and the innocent people who have died in wars since.

it's hard, but we have to remember.