Thursday, September 1, 2011

Lady Lague

I was a Junior in College and had a 9:30 class to get to.  When I got out of the shower, I noticed that all of my roommates were gathered around the television; some were in tears.  I asked what was going on, and soon discovered that a war had hit America.  I was so scared that something was going to happen to Boston next, and frantically called home to tell my parents to maybe come stay with me in Worcester.  My brother lived a block from the Pentagon, and told us of the smoke and chaos.  I remember the weird feeling of there not being any airplanes in the air for the next week or so.  Then, when they started to come back, I was afraid of them.  This was nothing like I had ever experienced, and will hopefully never experience again.

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