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awakening
Posted by: Carlos Foglia from Boston Monday October 29, 2001 @ 04:30 PST
i was fast asleep, dreaming of recovery from my recent throat surgery. nestled in my comforter i thought of how soon, all my pain would be gone and everything would be perfect. then my door was slammed open. "carlos! get up, they bombed us!, the bombed new york!" those were the shouts of my friend, who was almost in a daze. it didn't really make sense to me, i felt as though i was still dreaming. as if it was a scene from a movie. i grogilly got up and went to my living room, where there was a crowd gathered arounf our tv, and there it was. over and over again, those terryfying shots. over and over again, those people jumping out and slamming to their deaths, over and over again. we all stood there, agape, paralyzed by the millions of thoughts running through all of our heads. from the surface, did everyone get out all right? to the selfish, as i ran to my phone to call my family, to see if they were all right. i was numb. my physical pain had been replaced by a mental and emotional cancer that ran through my body. i shook as i calle dmy mother, who has a view across the river of the wtc and i was almost crying when i saw friends from ny, whose parents worked in wtc, trying frantically to use their cell phones, but to no avail. my pain was gone...replaced by fear and shock. luckily no one i know was killed, but we all know how many people died and its such a depressing fact that we have come to this. i would give my life if it meant peace. carlos foglia