MY SECOND STORY IS OF THAT HORRIBLE DAY WHERE I WAS, WHAT I WAS DOING HOW I FELT. I HOPE EVERYONE WHO READS THIS WILL JOIN ME AS 1 OTHER PERSON DID ON MY OTHER POST AND WRITE THEIR EXPERIENCE OF THAT DAY. I AM JUST INTERESTED TO HEAR THE DIFFERENT STORIES, AND MAYBE SHARE SOME WITH OTHER FB FRIENDS. On that day JFK was assassinated I was in grade school. We had 2 yards the big yard which the older kids played on and the little yard where the younger kids played on. I was on the little yard when my principal announced for us all to assemble into our class lines. She then announced the JFK had been shot. I remember seeing my teachers face just staring at her feeling all the blood run from her face and I suddenly felt the same way. We were all told we were dismissed from school and to go home. I remember that day for some reason I didnt walk with friends home I walked by myself, it wasnt that far of a walk but it seem far because of what had happened. I remember looking at the faces of the grown ups walking around me and the only way I can explain it is to say and NOT IN A FUNNY WAY it was like looking at THE WALKING DEAD I also remember it seemed like the world went silent like I could swear I didnt hear a single bird chirping, but I could be wrong. I could feel what people were feeling for some reason and my heart hurt and I felt empty inside I guess thats what they were feeling as well. When I got home no one in my family talked. My father was a BIG REPUBLICAN totally but he was very very sad or I guess he felt like everyone else felt that horrible day. I kept thinking to myself THIS CANT HAPPEN HES A DADDY AND DADDYS DONT DIE, then I walked to my room and cried myself to sleep it was all I could do except pray that he would not die. It truely was the saddest day on the planet.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Nov 2013 01:09:10 +0000
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