One day after the happenings...

I'm not in shock in anymore, not as scared. But this still feels unreal.

I wrote a little journal in class about what was happening.

I'll type it here. I started writing this not too long after we first heard the news.

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9:45 am. 9/11/01.

OH. MY. GOD!!!!

Two planes crashed into the World Trade Center (aka Twin Towers). Building 2 just got hit. Krishan's (a kid in my class) mother works there, but she's ok. Ok, first...a commercial plane crashed into the first building. They were cleaning it up, when another plane crashed into the second building. This is scary. It's most likely a terrorist attack. Damn...I'm so scared...what will they do next?!

Ok. Those two commercial jets were hijacked. The passengers were still in there. Both buildings...have collapsed.

....

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!

ANOTHER PLANE JUST CRASHED INTO THE PENTAGON!!!

I'm scared...I'm so scared...

I can't concentrate...I'm too scared. This could be the start of World War III. ::bites her lip:: I'm always looking at the worst thing that could happen...but...I can't help it. It's 10am right now. I wanna stay in Mrs. Caracappa's class, because she's the first to get the news as it comes.

Please...I hope everything will be ok...



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