There was a boy in my school. He sat down as soon as he heard the news about the World Trade Center. The teacher was gathering up her students because all of the parents started pulling their children out of school and he wouldn’t get up. He just stared blankly at the wall. When she asked him why he wouldn’t get up he said, “I’m just going to sit here. My parents aren’t coming to get me.” The teacher said that they probably would and he replied, “No. They’re not coming to get me. They’re not coming to get me because they’re dead.” The teacher didn’t know what to say, but she stayed with him until 8 that night when his aunt came to get him from school. His parents were on the floor hit by the first plane. He was 9.
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