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2004-04-21

It was the second month of my Senior year. Everyone was so excited to finally leave the teachers, students & all the drama that comes with High School. I remember leaving my first period English class and moving on to History. Ironically History was about to happen during History class. I remember we were reading in our text book when we heard commotion in the halls. Our teacher ran out to see what student was fighting, but with in minutes our teacher returned with a horrable face of overwhelming sadness. He said nothing at first then turned on the TV. What we saw was horrriffic, a few girls behind me began to cry. I was also crying for those who were hurt and most of all my boyfriend works in NYC. I had no idea where he was on his job that day. I freaked out and tried to call him on my cell, BUSY, Then the unthinkable happen ANOTHER place hit the second tower, I brokedown and began to cry. I felt so helpless & scared. Then by some crazy miracle, my Boyfriend called. He was OK, i was somewhat relieved, but everytime i thought of those unlucky others, i felt so sad. Days after were a blur.