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2002-08-23

During breakfast, my friend, Robert told me of some sort of bombing in New York. Later, I was in 10th grade chorus class at Concord High, and we had television sets in every room. Over the intercom, we hear our principal come on, and tell us to turn our tvs on and see the news. The news was horrifying, and before our eyes, we saw as the second plane came down and impacted the second Trade Center tower, and I couldn't believe it was real life. I remembered some movies I had seen with people running away from falling buildings, and it didn't seem real, but I finally realized that I was in reality, and people were crying, I was crying, and I was one of the two people who had to leave the room having been overwhelmed with the possibility of such a tragety.
The next day, we had a memorial service, and we, all the students of Concord High, listened to a local band from the school play a song that expressed the way they felt, and the special choir sang "America the Beautiful" and I was in tears again, but it horrified me to see how many people really didn't care and weren't effected by this horrible tragety of epic proportions. I am still apalled at the number of people who don't care at all about the lives that were lost.