School- a place for education
Kids go across the nation
I dont know how we are able to go
Everyday every week- it can go by slow
Having to work here and there
With personal problems, it can be hard to bear
But lean on me whenever and I’ll come running
Because these school time blues creep up. Really cunning
I’m tired now and my mind is slow
All I will do now is wish on a star I see in the window
Good night moon …
It’s not easy gathering the words you want to say to someone who you really care about. The downfall about hiding your feelings is not being able to tell them at the right time. My words are nice and simple, but sometimes I feel like I’m holding myself back from something that can make everything else more amazing.
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 he aunt came to get him from school. His parents were on the floor hit by the first plane. He was 9.
This is what people need to remember. The people who survived and lived with the loss. Stop posting gifs of Will Smith smashing the twin towers. Stop acting like this isn’t a big deal. It shattered my community and my friend’s lives. Show some fucking respect.