i was in hospital haveing damaged my shoulder in school (i was in year 6)
and the hospital tv was on. thats the quietest i have ever seen a waiting room. i just sat there stareing at the tv, i completely forgot why i was htere, it seemed so insignificant now. i was shocked, i didnt think people could do that.
i wanted to cry but i couldnt, i just sat and watched. mum was crying, one of her freinds from school who moved out to america worked in the towers (he was alright thank god). but i just didnt understand.
i remember school the next day, we couldnt play, we couldnt laugh or talk, we couldnt do anything. the younger kids didnt understand and were scared.
thinking back, something else makes me feel a bit sick. when 7/7 came, i remember goign into school and people almost 'competing' for the most sympathy, that they were somehow more affected than others. it made me ashamed of my peers.
9/11 was a trajedy, so many lives lost. i prayed then and i pray now for the families who lost people and the peopel themselves, and hope they are at peace wherever they are now.
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