Sweet Shoppe Designs

Kit is Liberty by Libby Prichett. Background Noise by Jenn Barrette.

Journaling: "I had gone to school that morning to go nonetheless to my American Heritage class. I was in Provo, Utah going to school and had just moved there from my beloved New York City just 3 weeks prior. My roommate Bethany called me on my cell phone while I was in class and I could not answer it. When I got out I called her back. She told me that I had to go back to our apartment as soon as possible and she sounded worried. I was concerned because of the tone that she had while I was talking to her. She said that it was about New York and while I was in class I had heard someone say something happened in New York but I could not really understand what they were saying. When I opened the door and saw what was on the TV screen, I fell to my knees and thought that what I was seeing was actually a horrible movie. Bethany convinced me that it was not and that it happened that morning. My eyes swelled up with tears, my heart swelled up with emotion, and I felt like all of me yearned and only wanted to be in NYC. I was devastated by everything that happened, all the people that were affected. I wondered if anything had happened to any of my friends or family from NYC. I immediately thought of my brother who worked near the World Trade Center and I was wondering if he was OK. I called New York but the lines were busy or not working. I could not get through, making everything that much more dramatic. I was thousands of miles away unable to do anything, completely paralyzed emotionally by what happened. It was like my little mind could not comprehend the hatred that some people can have to drive them to do such a thing. I was angry. I wanted revenge. I prayed, and prayed, and prayed. I wanted to join the army right there and then. I wanted to find the perpetrators who did this even if that meant to lose my life. That night, after seeing all the news reports and seeing the reaction of people around the country, my heart jumped with pride in that we were united. Those evil men took so much from us in their attempt to take us down but despite of how hurt we were (and still are) they did not win. We stood united as a nation in love, in determination, in pride, in faith, in the assurance that we would go on and that those who suffered will be taken care of by God Himself and that He will hold them all in His dear bosom. We are not to pity the ones who died, who were innocent. We are to pity the ones who lived with such hatred in their lives that they did not know what true love, joy, and happiness life could offer. God will remember everything and as He is just. He will handle everything as perfectly as it should be and better. Later that day I was able to finally get through on the phone to New York and talk with everyone in my family. My brother walked as far and as fast as he could to get away from ground zero. My mother watched the attacks in person as she was on the bridge. That night, Bethany (who served an LDS mission in NYC) and I made banners and posters of pride which read, “We Will Never Forget” and we hung them outside of our apartment to remind everyone that it is not over and that we stand united, to take courage and to take comfort in that things will be okay. For the week that followed, I did not go to school. I missed all of my classes. I just could not get myself to go. I was still deeply affected by what happened in NY. I will never forget everything that happened that day and that week and how deeply I am still hurt by it. I will never forget all the innocent ones who died that day. They forever will be in my heart and in my thoughts and I pray to God for them."