dogsrule100
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Fall Comment and criticism thread: "the reasons why I cry" discussion
They fell.....The buildings hit the ground.... The ground was shaking.....I shook, I cried, and I hid. I hid in my closet. I wept in my closet, I had cried here before. I had never cried this long. I cried for 2 days. Then I ate. I ate alone. Then I stopped. I stopped feeling emotion. I stopped crying. It was not worth it anymore. I felt dead, even though I was moving I was dead. I was alone. Then like a waterfall It all came back. I was screaming, I was crying, I hated this feeling. I don't know why it happened to me. I happened to our city. It happened to us all. Not just me. My pain was shared. That made me feel worse. I was guilty, or... something. I felt guilty, but I didn't do some thing wrong. I was confused and scared. I was lonely. I had no idea what to do. I was 7 years old on that day. The day the buildings fell, and the ground shook. The day I cried. My mom was with my dad. They were at my dad's work, and His building fell. It was not a earthquake that made the ground shake. It was war. It was murder. It was evil. It was cruel. It was...Mean.
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