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Hi, my name is Angela. I attend Washington Middle School. As I walk towards the bus stop with one of my best fiends, Rachel, I notice that almost no one is there. Which is quite strange, since our bus stop is usually full of kids. What is going on? When we enter the bus, our usually crowded bus is well...empty.
Later, we enter the school, and very few kids are there. "Did we get here early?" I ask Rachel. I start to worry. Maybe the time changed? We go to our classroom. "Why are you here?" The teacher asks, "Go home to your families." "It's Wednesday! We had no school yesterday!" Rachel argues. "You're blessed you didn't . Now go home. The attack..." her voice trails off. "What attack?" we both ask, at the same time. Yesterday, we spent the whole day at a sleepover at my house. Ms. Robin looks at us, startled, and leaves.
An announcement comes on just a minute later, telling us school is canceled. The buses are up front and take us back home. The bus driver looks relieved. Rachel and I run back home and turn on the news. An airplane is shown crashing into a tower.

Yesterday was 9/11/2001.

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