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2002-05-06

Okay, people say since I'm only 14, it really didn't impact me, that I just went on with my life, no big deal. Everyone who believes this, I'll give you a dollar... go by a clue because it hit me hard. I cried for so long. I couldn't believe that this could happen, not to America. I was ready for a great day. I was out of school, on a debate trip, not wearing my cheerleading outfit (which I basically lived in), ready for a day of fun. We had to watch a debate round then we had the day to ourselves. We ended up getting to Hutch early, so me and my friend desided we wanted a funnel cake (my favorite food!). In Dodge City, we don't get them but once MAYBE twice if you're lucky. When I'm buying my funnel cake, I here people talking.... omg, they hit the world trade centers.. omg, the hit the pentagon. I was like WHAT? I didn't really understand. The people who sold it to me had a little flag, and the man said that they had just went and bought them right before I got there. I was wondering.. I mean, I didn't really put two in two together. Well, me and my friend were just talking about how we couldn't wait to get on this ride, and if the other would be to chicken to ride this one, or if we could get a ride with that cute boy who road on the bus behind us. Then.. we're sitting down, with our paper and pens, waiting to flow (if you dont know debate it's when you write down the important things you will need later in the debate). My coach (who seems to think she's a teenager but we all love her!) had a very sad and upset look on her face. She walks over to the squad and told us about the attacks. I reacted like any other American, but hand covered my mouth, my stomach felt like it went to my knees, and I instantly felt the pain for EVERYBODY that was there, saw, was in, family, everyone. I couldn't believe somebody could be so cruel and so mean and have so much hate. I didn't understand. The whole debate I couldn't consentrate, all I could think about is how I wanted to go home and see what was happening. The rest of the day, I rode rides, walked around, ate about 4 more funnel cakes (so I gained twenty pounds.. they were good!), .... yet I prayed also. I prayed for family, victoms, our country, any person who lived in America basically. The whole drive home (a three hour drive) we listened to the news. It was so sad. We drove past gas stations... lines for ever.... it was amazing how our country panicked. When I got home... I watched TV. Me and my brother always played this game when something big happened in our country. We counted how many channels something was on. Usually it's around 6 or 7. We have 66 channels..... 42 of them were about the attacks. This included the spanish channels. After about ten minutes.. I couldn't watch it anymore.. I was just to upset. I cried that night so many times. It was just so upsetting.. I couldn't handle that pain. I just watched my favorite show, 7th Heaven, and it was about Ruthie (the youngest girl) was writing with a solider, and he ended up dying. It was so upsetting cause I realized.. I haven't faced the fact that my country is still at war. So.. as I end this... all I can say is
God, bless all the soliders, help the families of the dead, help the people fighting.. basically.. help America.