| Destruction By Purple People Eater This idea came to me when I was depressed. So that�s why it�s so sad. Please review! **************************************************************************** It still haunts me. Every night in my dreams I hear Rumbling and crashing, Screams and yells. I see Fire and smoke, People jumping to their deaths. I feel The shock and horror cutting into my heart like a knife, The warm blood of an innocent victim splattering on me as I run away from the expanding cloud. My parents said I shouldn�t� go to Manhattan. That it was a dangerous place. I laughed it off. I never knew Something like this would happen. Actually, neither did they. Neither did the parents of the 5,000 dead. Osama bin Laden. Twisted, evil. What did we do to him to make him hate us So much that he would take several of his men And crash them into skyscrapers? More importantly, kill more than 5,000 people? I was there when it happened. When the first tower went down. I was in shock and didn�t run at first, when I should have. I am lucky to be alive. Luckier than some people. I escaped, but not without injury. They say I�ll never walk again. Personally, I don�t care. I wouldn�t walk again if I could. Everyone says we should stand strong. United we stand. Some people can�t stand. Like me. Whenever I hear a Siren, I scream and cover my head. That�s how it affected me. I�m no longer brave enough to even leave my room. I was easily scared before, but now I�m paranoid. I can still see the fires. The ashes. But what haunts me most Is the memory Of the people. **************************************************************************** Once again, please review! Send reviews to Purple People Eater here. |