Thursday, September 11, 2008

100 Words - 38

I had worked an 3-11pm, hadn't gotten to bed until the wee hours of the morning. I got up late and went to an appointment. I got in the car, had my radio on. Jesse Ventura said he didn't think Minnesotans were in danger. "Of what?" I entered the mall by Radio Shack. People were standing there, watching the TV's. I was really confused. I watched as they replayed an airplane flying into one of the Towers. My mind couldn't comprehend it. I asked the person next to me what was going on. He told me. I cried.

--from Awake on the Night Shift

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