2001-09-14-9:41 a.m.

Someone has wounded my country. It hurts. It will never be the same.

Tears won�t come for all those people I don�t know. They�ll come later when I see their pictures and hear their names. I saw some names today. One had the number (3) after. Some had the number (11). Just like my Andrew and my Daniel. I�ll cry when I see their pictures and realize that they were real people.

I do have tears for my country, who was violated. It�s kind of the same feeling I had when Megan told me that someone found her athletic bag at school and cut the shoelaces of the only pair of Reeboks she�s ever had just to be mean, only it�s my country and they cut off her arm and there�s blood, lots of blood. An ocean of blood with security and safety drenched, drowning, in the middle of it.

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