Well my second casting has come to a close.. sadly i am going to miss everyone i met there. i hope that i get to play with most everyone again. Except Exlcusive5. He's a little pervert but the others were all very nice.
I made it to 2nd again.. not bad for a newbie..lol
To my new friends:
Vici.. I love you man.. you are like another son to me.. I know I can always count on you to have my back
Jhay: you are like a son too.. and I hope we are able to play together again soon
Joey: I didn't get to know you as well as Jhay and Vici.. but you are awesome too and I know we will continue to be friends!
Kat: You are most like a little sister and I hope to hear from you soon!
Javy9: i didn't get to talk to you much but you seem like a good and loyal person.. i hope we get to play together again.
You all made this round so interesting and fun to be in. Thanks for being my new friends!
Hello everyone, I am thinking about all the people who were lost or injured in the events that took place on 9/11. I remember what I was doing, who I was with and where we were at. I remember the disbelief in my father's voice. The sadness he felt over the attacks taking place.
My oldest son, was home from school sick that day. He was in the 1st grade and we were eating breakfast. The TV was on cartoons in my den and my father called me and told me to turn to CNN. I was so shocked. I watched the replay of the second plane fly into the second tower in disbelief. I thought how could a plane that was as big as an airliner fly into the tower's on accident. How could they not see them in the cockpit of the plane?
And then all of a sudden there were reports of another aircraft flying into our Pentagon. The hub of our military resources and I felt shock.. and anger because I knew at that point this wasn't an accident but an attack.. I wondered who our enemies were and why they felt the need to attack innocent American civilians.
Next came the reports of Flight 93. I was so proud of the American men and women who stood up to the terrorists on that flight, and utter sadness that they had to loose their lives to do it.
What were you doing that day? Where were you? Who were you with? What did you feel? And how did the attacks change you? If your from another country.. how did it change the way you viewed America and her people? Post your stories here for everyone to read. :)
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