I was in ninth grade, it was my first week of high school. I remember hearing different things from everyone in the halls, but I had no idea what was really going on until we turned on the tv in my 1st period. We talked about how we were feeling and what was going on in all our classes for the whole day. I remember going home and watching all the families and praying for survivors. I remember breaking down and crying when a girl my age at the time was asking for someone to please find her dad... I'll never forget it.
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Fairon
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