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story224.xml

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2002-03-11

It was around 7:30 am waking up to the sound of my dad's footsteps. He kept yelling "Oh my gosh!" and I walked to my brother's room and turned the tv on. As soon as the screen appeared I saw the second plane hit the tower and I could not believe what I was seeing. I fell to the floor and wept and kept watching the people running from the area. Both tv's at our house were on high volume so the screaming and the noise just erupted through my house as if we were in there. My heart literally crushed when I looked closer to the buildings and saw people clinging on the windows and even a few just jumping off in panic. Right then I just broke down. I headed to school that morning and in our school we have a huge tv screen, I walked in and the whole school was around the tv. I walked to my friend and looked at everyone else and I just started crying because the images and the though of the people in the buildings and the people that had jumped off just kept flashing in my mind. Throughout the day, the lounge were just full of people stuck to the tv and I just kept weeping every second. I came home and just went straight to the tv set and cried in my room. During that week, they had cancelled all flights and the nearby church St. Paul's were going to asess at least 400 people. I donated some blankets and food for their aid. In my leadership class, we raised $2500 in a week from school and donated it to the American Red Cross. The following week the church had a silent vigil which I attended and it was just so hard to sit there while tears came down my cheeks. Till now my heart still breaks because of the images still pasted in my mind. Everyday I pray to God above and seeing all those people that died that they are looking down on us because they were the many angels that God was asking for.