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Date Posted: 17:01:28 09/12/01 Wed
I just arrived in my 5th hour class, and they were bustling with energy, whispering something unknown to me. Little did I know at that time. As I sat down, my friend (I guess you could call him that) leaned over and asked, "Did you hear?" Instananeously confused, my brow furrowed with curiousity. "What are you talking about?" I asked, in the same almost trancid tone. "The World Trading Center, it's been bombed!" Suddenly surprised, I didn't know how serious it was at that moment. Somebody turned around, eyebrows arched with mild anger. "It wasn't bombed stupid, a plane ran into it." Now I was confused. Just given the truth, I had been settled. But now that it was contradicted by another opinion, this was beginning to be an ordeal. Still confused, I repeated myself. "What are you talking about?!" This time it hinted anger and confusion. Maybe some panic. "Yea that's right, it crashed into it. Not bombed." Finally glad, yet still without information, I suddenly got a distinct yearning for it. Raising my hand, my teacher called on someone else, who asked my question. Finally satisfied, I was to be shot down with her answer. "We're not talking about that right now." Now I craved it. My teacher, so care-free, so energetic, hid something? A few more times, hands were raised, asking the same question. Still, she gave us not a bit of information. Frustrated, I concentrated on my work, and forgot the entire thing when I rushed to lunch, and it was lost in the confusion when I accidently hit the pencil sharpener with my head, only to receive a lovely shower of shavings on my nice shirt. Suddenly angry that this would make my outward appearance look bad to my *crush* I frantically shook them off. Yet more clung. After lunch, I was still without my information. Heading out to my 7th hour, I sat down in my seat. I was suddenly interested, because I had heard that my teacher was crying. Rumors of war played in my mind, and I suddenly felt heavy and odd. And then I was instantly relieved when my Social Studies teacher told me, "Will we talk about it after roll call." Then I smiled, happy that Cody asked the question. And we did. We did absolutely no work, and just sat there. And talked. She told us that two planes had been crashed into the Twin Towers, aka. World Trade Centre (I spell 'centre' like that, ok?). Rumored that 10,000 people were in each tower, I was suddenly struck with a pang of sadness, and it twisted my stomach till I felt sick. I heard that one tower collapsed, and the news just reported that the other tower had collapsed. As we neared the end of our discussion, my throat was choked, and my stomach queasy, as if I was sick. I was silent on the bus, except for my noises, which consisted of little brr's. Just to annoy someone behind me. I began to contemplate if our city was attacked. After all, I lived right next to St. Louis, wasn't that a large city? I quickly got on the internet, and found out that gas prices were up to 4-5$ a gallon, which was crazy. My mother came home, and told us that that actually, more that 10,000 people were in that building. 50,000 in each was the real total. And that's just the average. What about the clients that come in, or other bustling activities? And the pentagon. Quoted from my teacher, "They thought it out obviously. They want attention. They have it." This was worse than the Oklahoma bombing. The Pentagon. What was the casualty? Was the entire building...gone? Never before...in my entire life had this happened. And then my mom told me something. "This is something your children will be learning about in history. This day." And then I knew the entire seriousness of the situation. I went to talk, knowing that people would want information, and others would be giving it out. Some say there is a third tower to the WTC. That isn't true. Nor is the rumor of people in Palestanian and Jerusalem partying after this. No one will be partying. I won't. As I write this...or rather type this, I can feel my heart sink to the pits of my stomach. My lids close slowly over my sapphire eyes.
This is the day that will live in infamousy. September 11th, 2001.
"Freedom was attacked today by a faceless coward. This freedom will be defended."
The Fae~
.blinks slowly, still trancid. watching vortex's reaction. she smiles. interesting it would result.
Vortex~
+She jumped, and with quick motion, two back legs flew, aiming for steed's barrel, but he was too far from range. Suddenly pivoting, she hurled her large mass towards the stallion.+
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