The Freshman of 2001

It was just shy of autumn the morning fall came.  At first it was a tragedy.  Then an attack.  By the afternoon, it was over.  As our initial shock and fear turned into anxiety and confusion, we longed to be comforted.  By our Parents. By our School. By our President.  Perched up against a bay window, we quietly waited.  When nothing came, we looked to each other...