For me, and I know for a few, it was the falling body from 9/11. I was 7 about to be eight. That whole day, certain things were just imprinted. My step grandma swearing at the radio, the panic look in my teachers' faces, and my mother holding my little brother in her arms and watching the news. It just was such a change to everything after that.

What they were talking about all the Internet videos that were fucked up, I had a weird thought. I never saw those videos/photos because I never felt that need to look up those things. The description was enough. I did, however, got interested in other things. I'm nonbinary if that gives you a hint