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 my life has never been the same
Posted by: Valerie Yayumi Tapia from San Antonio
Wednesday September 11, 2002 @ 09:15 PDT

although i didn't personally witness the september 11th attacks, last year on september 11, 2001. i still felt like the world was coming to an immediate ending. what i saw on television looked as though stephen speilburg was making a new movie about terrorism, and i thought it was some kind of sick joke or something, it felt like i would just wake up and and rub my eyes and start off to school, and everything would be normal. if anything, it was all but that. when i arrived at brackenridge high school, the halls were as quiet as ever, as students, faculty, and staff's eyes were glued to television sets all over classrooms, work areas, and the lunch rooms. when i arrived, the first tower collapsed, and it felt as though the world itself collasped. our freedom, our diplomacy, the worlds' peace altogether as a whole. i could not believe this nightmare was actually happening. i cried in fear, i cried in pain, i cried in regret, and i cried for the future. as i had no idea what worse was there to come. by the time i reached my second period, i had soon learned that the pentagon had also been struck by a plane, killing people. that is when i began to realize that we were at war. i couldn't speak all of the words that wanted to come through my mouth. i wanted to scream, to run to new york, and the pentagon to help all of those inoccent people, or for either better or worse, run to the taliban and hurt whosoever could do such a sinister, devilish act. i just wanted to run. i left school when my mother came to pick me up, because i was just so scared, i was scarred. i had seen on the spanish channel, innocent people fleeing from the 105th story of the world trade center, only to fall to their bloody deaths. a realization of how the world really is slapped me in the face hard, really hard. now i can never listen to a innocently flying plane flying over our city without the thought of not a sweet sound of landing, but a severe crash of devastation stopping the sound of the engine. my brain never thinks the same. i cna't look at someone and say "i trust that none of these people would ever do such a thing to hurt someone else." it's a crazy thought. and i know it's also a fictional thought, only a thought of heaven. ah, but this is not heaven dear friends, what we live in is hell. peace and serenity of the soul to all those lost in wtc.
************god bless america****************
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