(That’s not important, but don’t you think it’s crazy how we remember the smallest of details of a traumatic, life altering event?!)
Our voices quivered and we wondered aloud what the next target would be.
I remember sitting at my desk wiping away the tears that streamed down my face. I couldn’t let the kids see me like that.
I had NO family in town and I was so scared. I remember thinking, “What if I never see them again?”
I remember looking up at the sky more than I was looking at the road ahead. I kept waiting to see another plane take aim at our skyline.
We couldn’t stand to be alone together so we went over to one of our best friend’s apartment.
We ordered pizza, but none of us could eat a bite.
My roommate and I went home and fell asleep in our own beds with wet eyes and heavy hearts and woke up to tear stained pillows the next morning.
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