Me: tomorrow is 9/11... i thought i'd write a story about Jermaine, since he lives in New York. i was in third grade when that happened... i didn't know anybody in the incident, but i still feel sorry for their families... this story also takes place before Jermaine becomes a Xiaolin Warrior.

Disclaimer: i own nothing but the story. R&R.

9/11

Jermaine's P.O.V.

i was sitting at home, at the dinner table, when my Dad said: "Son, tomorrow is the fifth anniversary, of when your Mom died."

"i know Dad..." i said.

"ya know what i wish you guys?" said Tina, my older sister.

"what?" Dad and i said in unision.

"i wish, that those terrorists never crashed into the Twin Towers!"

"i know Tina, but we can't change what happened 5 years ago sis..." i said

"good point Jay..."

"Tina! i told you not to call me that!"

"oh, im SO sorry for calling you that, JJ!"

"that's it! you are goin' DOWN sis!"

"KNOCK IT OFF! BOTH OF YOU! OR ELSE YOUR GROUNDED FOR 2 MONTHS TINA! AND YOU, JERMAINE, WON'T BE ABLE TO GO TO THAT TEMPLE!" Dad yelled.

"we're sorry Dad... it won't happen again..." my sister and i said.

"good! now, a moment of silence, both of you!" snapped Dad.

we were all deadly quiet, paying our respects. i wanted to go to my bedroom and cry myself to sleep, like i do every September tenth... but i couldn't, i didn't have the guts to disobey my Dad.

"alright kids, now its time for bed. tomorrow's a big, and very sad day for most, if not all."

"good-night Dad. See you in the morning." with that my sister and i went to bed, ready for the fifth anniversary of our Mother's death...

The End

Me: so did you like it? i thought of this while reading the twenty-second chapter of Mayu of Light's story, 'Fallen Angel' i hope you review. good bye and i hope that those of you who lost a loved one or friend in 9/11 stay calm, or whatever it is you do on September 11.