story1081.xml

story1081.xml

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2002-08-19

I am 14 years old and I was in school when this tragic day occured. We were in art class and the principal came over the P.A. and told us that two planes had crashed into two twin towers. Some of the boys in my class laughed because they did not know that it was an act of terrorism. We left the art room and went into our homeroom, the television was on and my homeroom teacher was in tears. We watched the TV, over and over again we saw the planes crash into the towers. No one said anything. We heard that a plane had crashed into the pentagon and heard that another had been hijacked. We all sat in wonder thinking what could be next? We left school at 12:00 and it was caos. There were people who have family in New York and were scared out of there minds! I for one have family in Queens. My great aunt was in the St. Vincents Hospital for twelve hours that day. I went home and no one was there. I tried to call my mom's cell phone but it would not go through. I opened up my lunch box and started eating my lunch while watching the news. Then all of a sudden a door slamed in the back of my house. I was home alone and scared out of my mind. I grabed my dog by the collar and ran down to the bottom of the driveway and sat there and cried for an hour. I was scared and confused. I was just a kid during these tradjedies and I felt like I couldn't do anything to help. No one was there for me while I was crying to comfort me. Well my mom got back from picking up my brother and sister and driving some friends home and I told her all about what happened. I went inside and went back to the bathroom door, the one that had slammed, and I opended and saw that a window had been opened and the wind had blown it open. Well since that day I have been stronger in my faith. I knew God could make something good come out of something so terrible. Everytime we drive down a road we see a whole bunch of flags. America has pulled together and become stronger since that tragic day. My sympathy is out for all the families of the victoms. Well I guess this is the end of my story, thankyou!