it was just another day. i came back from school,
not knowing what i would encounter later that evening. as usual i
got on the bus at 3:00 p.m. when school was over and about 5 minutes
later the bus dropped me off at my house. i noticed about 3 or 4 more
cars as usual in the Driveway. i was six and usually my mom would
be there at the enD of the Driveway waiting for me. that Day was different,
she wasn't there waiting. so i started to get a little scared after
i called for her. when i had reached the garage i had to give my Dog,
bayli, her lunch. i haD whistled from the back Door but she haDn't
come. so i went insiDe thinking she might be in my room. i opened
the door and my mom, Denise kelly, my DaD eDward kelly, my mom's frienD
tammy gross and my granDmother surrounDed the television watching
the news. so i saiD "why is everyboDy here? is it a supppise
party?" remember i was only 6 anD DiDn't know proper language.
they DiDn't answer because the news haD seemeD to be the center of
attention. i DiDn't mind much. i was just worried about my dog getting
her lunch. well as i haD expecteD she was in my room. i called her
to the kitchen and openeD the garage Door so i coulD give her the
bowl of food. then my grandmother's boyfriend, richarD, haD heaDeD
for the Door to the house. "hi richarD. how are you?" i
asked him. "i am gooD, is your mommy here?" he haD askeD
me. "yes she is insiDe watching the news." i haD answered.
then richarD haD gone insiDe to join the others watching the news.
i haD gone to my room and playeD with my maDeline doll. she even haD
a scar! by the time my mom haD come into my room to tell me something
it was 6:00 p.m. or 7:00 p.m. "honey can I see you in the living
room, something baD has happeneD," she saiD. my cousin baby DaviD
and my uncle Dan haD left earlier that Day to go back to their home
in hollywoooD. "yes, i mean sure mommy, first can i put maDeline
away?" i askeD. "sure" she saiD back. "what DiD
you . . .?" i starteD to say. my eyes were focused on the news
on the television. "no mommy, tell me this is a trick! this can't
happen!" I saiD, realizing that on the flight were my uncles
and cousin.
this is how 9/11 looked like through my eyes.
tell me how it looked like through yours at: dawnrodger@aol.com.
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