I stand with Scott in the living room, shocked by the images shown on the TV screen. Both of us have cellphones pressed against our ears. Jane is on the other end of mine, but I don't know who Scott's talking to.
"This doesn't make any sense," says Jane. "Why would they bomb the Statue of Liberty?"
"It's probably more of a symbolic act," I reply.
"Yeah...it just seems wierd that-"
I cut her off. "What else could it be, Jane?"
She's silent for a while, and I watch the TV as smoke rises from the ruins of the statue.
Finally she says, "a lot of people are saying it was our own government."
This makes me mad. "You don't actually believe that conspiracy bull, do you? Jane, you know my dad's the governor of New York. Why would-"
"Okay, okay. You're right. It was a stupid thing to say...but...it still doesn't make sense."
"Goodbye, Jane."
"No, James. I'm sorry, I didn't-" before she can finish, I hang up.
When I look up again, ABC is showing footage of the explosion. Its filmed from an arial view. The bomb explodes from the base of the structure, and the rest of it crumbles and disappears into the smoke and dust. Then it switches back to the reporters.
I know the U.S. government didn't do this, but I can't help but wonder how a terrorist could sneak into our country and do this in a time of war.
Just then, a caption at the bottom of the screen reads: NORTH KOREA RESPONSIBLE FOR STATUE BOMBING.
Of course.
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Teen FictionAfter a few measly conspiracies are revealed to the public, all Hell breaks loose. Rioters fill the streets, looking for the blood of the American Government. The violence continues to escalate until America finds itself in a second Civil War.
