In my very first blog entry, I recalled my initial adventures in writing- one being a diary and the other a journal. Given today marks a decade since America witnessed one of its greatest tragedies and senseless acts of violence, I decided to rummage through old bins to find my black and white composition notebook. And voila:
This journal documents my evolution of thought and emotion in my teenage years, and is at times embarrassing to read. With that aside, the reason I returned to this notebook is to see what I felt 10 years ago on this day. Slightly chilling to read. Not so much for the content, but because I was transported back to the young state of mind who yet to experience unadulterated fear. Here, is my 9/11 journal entry- unfiltered, unedited, and 100% the thoughts of a 14-year old Christina:
9/11/01
I have a lot to tell you. First Joyce had a Sweet 16 party in Minnesota. It went great! She got money, games, jewelry, etc.. Did you know I got into AGBU? Thank God! It's soooo fun! (But more on that later) Oh my gosh, Aaliyah was killed in a plane crash August 25th!!! She was in a private plane that was overloaded.I was so sad, I broke out crying. That shows that you can die at any age. She died at 22 after she recorded an album, and after she filmed two movies...Also, New York's World Trade Center and Twin Towers and D.C.'s Pentagon was hit by terrorist planes! We might have to go to war!!!!!!!! I pray to *God* we don't! I was scared , but praying comforted. Thank God for prayers. Tonight I will pray that people will be comforted and for the families of the 1000's lives lost in those buildings. Thank you God for the gift of life!!! *Dear God, please don't let us go to war! Please! Protect me and my family and whole U.S. dear Lord and please be with President Bush. Guide him and help him to do the right thing. I love you and I praise your holy name. Amen.*
You've come a looooong way in writing, which makes this post so much more appreciated and nostalgic. God forbid I ever find a journal or, dare I say it, rhyme book from the late 1990s/early 2000s.
ReplyDeleteOMG B, you should read the rest of that journal. If you ever visited me and found/read the rest of it, I'd probably have to be your eternal slave. No lol. -____-
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