I was sitting here reading an article written by someone who was near the explosions in Boston and started crying. I feel so bad for the runners, their families, their friends, the spectators, and the city of Boston. I was fifteen when 9/11 happened and I went to school in NYC. I remember the smells from the train when I finally got to go home. I remember all the heartbreaking letters I'd see in the subway everyday when I went to and from school. All the funerals that took place after the attacks. As much as I want to say I wasn't affected I was. And terrible events like this only remind us of those feelings. Sadly being a NYer has made me more aware of these tragic feelings.
on Apr. 16, 2013 at 10:19 PM