HI,

My name is Megan Dixie and I have wrote on here befor.My last story was on my best friend, but this one is for me.When I learned about the horrid attack on the twin towers,I was in the school/class line and every one was talking.I being the nosy one put my ears upon the gossip that was flowing around and this is what I found out..I learnd that an attack had happen at 8:00(my time)and that we were going to war.I was horrified beond mind, and I could not belife it.

During class many thoughts and storys on the attack were flying around like a craze..Then my teacher Mrs.Jankey siad we all need to quite down and we would talk later after school,(seems every one walked home.)

I was looking so forword about learning more on the assault, that the hours in school seemed to drag on,and on,and on.Finnaly the day had reached the end of school.The kids that wanted to talk stayed after, but some that wanted to talk either had upnoxios parents the came and picked them up,or they had after school places to go.We talked for along long long time, well till dark.My teacher being the angel she is gave me a joyfull ride home.And that is where I was on that breath taking day,That to most it came to a trigic end to that day.