second day
September 12, 2001 at 11:31 a.m.
Day 2...
Classes as normal, I take comfort in the music. It's healing. Mr. Lewis was tough on me in my lesson, but he was there and my mind was somewhere else for a while.
I fell aspleep listening to the BBC on my radio, and it woke me up this morning. It's like the nightmare never ended.
We're all so scared. Yesterday morning I woke up and turned the cartoons on. My roomate told me something terrible had happened and we switched it to the news.
A Mexican maintenence guy had come in to fix the blinds on our window, and as we watched, the second tower collapsed. He couldn't understand why we were crying.
I'm so tired of watching the news, but there's nothing else I can do.
God bless America. Please.