Personal Narrative: How 9/11 Changed My Family

When my mother and brother moved to America. I visited them every summer. I never thought of the United States more than a vacation destination. I fell in love with the state. the food is great and the people were greater. The morning of 9/11 my family and I watched the towers crumble on live TV that morning was the morning that changed everything. After 9/11 things became very hard on the Muslim community especially in America. The events of 9/11 in the United States have drastically changed my family and I lives. Since 9/11 we’ve been forced to move from our home, have endured airport security harassment, and only spoke to people with similar background or belief.
Before 9/11 my family and I were like any other family. We had a very good relationship with our neighbors, we had gotten together once a month, my siblings and I used to play with the kids in the neighborhood, and even have sleepovers. That all changed after 9/11. The neighbors that once welcomed us with open arms when we first moved to close the doors and the currents. The kids that my siblings and I played them in the park next to our apartment building stopped coming near us. The icing on the cake …show more content…
We had many parties and invited everyone and anyone. My parents were known for their great events. People always came to our place for the entertainment and my mom great cooking. We had friends from different ethnicity and religion, but that didn’t matter, they were good people and we loved them as they are. After 9/11 our “friends” stopped coming over. The invitation we used to mail to people always came back to us. Because of our religion and the stigma that now comes with the Islam people felt peer pressured to not speak to us and distance our self. This forced to keep within the same ethnicity. My friends are all Somali and that was not by choice it’s because no one from the other ethnicity would speak to me because in their eyes I was a