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2006-09-11

I can't really remember much of that day. I was a sixth grader at Orange Hunt Elementary school. I remember we were in the middle of class, school had just started, and our principal came rushing in. They set up a T.V. in the main room and put all of the sixth graders in it. Before they turned to T.V. on, Mrs. Barbie, our principal, started explaining to us that we had to "be strong for the other students" As we watched what was happening to the towers on the T.V. I didn't really understand. Why were the Twin Towers burning? It didn't make sense to me at the time. I learned later that the terrorists had also attacked the Pentagon and that my father was there fighting the fire that had broken out after the plane had crashed. I'm so glad my father didn't die there. Looking back I see everyone was so united and banded together, but right now I see everyone fighting and messing up each others lives. To this day I have a deep hatred for Osama and his kind. What type of foul, disgusting, vomited piece of trash could do this to other people? Just because they don't agree with your view on life doesn't mean you can destroy theirs! What if we went over and completely destroyed you? Destroyed your family? Ruined your life? Would you see then? Would you understand what we have had to go through?
Probably not. People like them disgust me. People so narrow-minded should get hit in the head! You have no right to ruin someone else's life! Go ruin your own life and leave us alone!