I was in P.E., second period I believe. We'd been sprinting around the gym for 10 minutes, so we were all walking around, cooling down a bit. The principal came on over the intercom, and the coaches told us all to sit down where we were. The principal stuttered when he started, and we all got very quiet. He said that there'd been a terrorist attack on the world trade center, and that we shouldn't be afraid. He said all the planes had been grounded and nobody was going to hit the CDC. The intercom clicked off. There were a lot of scoffs, and snickers, and shrugs... I wasn't informed then so my initial reaction was a confused "WTF?". I went on to my lit class and it all pieced together. Miss Parker had the TV on, and was crying her eyes out. I looked at the TV, saw for the first time the horror, and it was like that plane was hitting me right through the stomach. I was almost mute for the rest of the day. I could only sit there with wide eyes.
[img]smile.gif[/img] I'm just happy to say that my lit class that year raised $5,000 for the American Red Cross.
Though it doesn't seem like it's been a year, does it?
[ 09-11-2002, 04:30 PM: Message edited by: Killing Spree ]
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