The Dream Becomes Reality
September 11, 2001 – I lived through a moment that redefined the dream I’d had in 1998. Back then, as a 12- or 13-year-old, I dreamt of being in a building filled with chaos—people running, crying, panicking. I never imagined how closely that dream would mirror reality just a few years later. On that fateful morning, I was a high school student. The day started like any other until I noticed my teacher was absent from class. Curious, I stepped into the hallway to find him. That’s when I saw a group of staff gathered, their eyes glued to the television. At first, I assumed they were watching a trailer for a new movie. I even asked, “When is this coming out?” But the room’s heavy silence and the horror etched on their faces told me this was no Hollywood production. The news title flashed across the screen, shattering any lingering illusion: this was real. Confusion turned to urgency as the school erupted into chaos. People rushed down the halls, crying and panicking. It was then...