Never forget.
It’s hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that this Friday marks 25 years since Sept. 11, 2001.
I was in fifth grade, sitting in Mrs.
Temples’ class. I had asked to use the restroom and while I was in the hallway, my friend Dylan was coming back from the bathroom.
He told me his teacher was making him watch planes crash into buildings on TV.
That’s how I found out something was happening. I wen…