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Dear World Trade Centers (By Ronee' Le-Anne Reaux--Written on 9/11/07)
By Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Rated "PG" by the Author.
A young teenager writes a letter to the Twin Towers that once stood tall in New York City as she remembers the horrors that was nine-eleven-o-one.
May we never forget and God bless America again!! >tears!<
September 11, 2007~
Dear World Trade Center Towers~
Today, six years ago, you were taken away from me. Taken away by hate, taken away by jealousy, taken away by evil.
Because of hate of people half a world today, you no longer guard the New York City skyline. You are now gone, forever, a memory etched in my mind--and in the minds of billions all over the world.
I don't think I will ever get over it. I was only eight, going on nine, when the attacks happened--six years ago--; now I am fourteen and a half, a teenager, and I have learned much about that day that will forever burn in my heart, in my subconscious.
I have learned about those people behind the attacks; yet even though I am good and mad at them for what they have done, I can't hate them. All I can do is pray for them, pray that God somehow changes their hearts, their minds; it's only the right thing to do. If I can't love, then how can God love me? If I can't forgive, then why He forgive ME?
I have learned the names of some of the victims lost that horrible day; I pray for them, their families. Every day I do this. Every day I look at the pictures of you from when we were in New York City, and I can't help but get a lump to my throat, a tear to my eye. I miss you; why did you have to go in such an evil, terrible way?
I have friends who died in the attack (not many, but I did know some people), and I knew people who had friends who died; like me, they must live with the memories, grieve once again as we pause, reflect, remember, why we mustn't forget. My heart breaks for them, and I find myself crying yet again as I think of all that happened.
I wish I could bring you back, but I am not God. I'm not a Miracle worker. It was mankind's hate that brought you down, and never again will you stand tall in the NYC harbor. Why did you have to go? It doesn't seem right, and it doesn't seem fair! We are now at war because of what happened to you, and people no longer trust one another.
The pre-9/11 mentality of "o, it will never happen here!" has once again taken hold of our nation: people have become uncaring, uneducated, apathetic. We don't care for our fellow man; we are more than ready to pass snap judgement on others, hate the other based on the color of his skin or religious affiliation, blame each other, blame the President, down our troops as they fight for our freedoms, and just hate, hate, hate. We have become angry, desensitized, bitter.
We have become a divided nation. Whatever happened to "United We Stand"? Whatever happened to the patriotism we showed right after the attacks? Whatever happened to praying for our fellow man? Whatever happened to the love, the caring, the comraderie? Now we are sittin' ducks for another attack, Osama bin Laden is spouting his verbage on tv again, threatening us again, and we aren't doing a damn thing about it. NOTHING.
Our borders are still wide open; any terrorist can come in through Mexico or Canada, and we don't even do a damn thing about it, don't even question the new arrivals, don't even search them. I tell you, if we don't do something quick, it's going to happen again--guaranteed--, and the next time it may be worse. Much worse.
Once was more than enough; we can't afford another terrorist attack on our shores!
Other people may choose to forget what happened, but I choose to remember. Our freedoms are at stake, and I choose to remember because it still gives me nightmares at night. I choose to remember because I am an American, and I am good and angry about the attacks. We are now at war, and times have gotten bad, very bad, for us. We need a supernatural touch from God; no, our nation needs to get back TO God!!
Well, I am going to go now; have to get ready for school. We will then go to our city's 9/11 tribute this evening. I will be singing as my way of remembering. May God bless you and your twin, and know that you will forever live on in my hearts! I miss you so much!
~With much love, Ronee' Le-Anne Reaux. :( >tears!<
...As Loretta Lynn says in her song, "God Bless America Again"...
"God bless America Again/
You see all the trouble that she's in/
Wash her pretty face, dry her eyes an' then/
God bless America again!"
(c) Loretta Lynn.
NEVER forget and ALWAYS, ALWAYS remember!!
~Ronee' . :( >more tears!<
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|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|The farmer shut the stable's door after the thieves took all his stock, if we keep puting down the fences...they will come.
|Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath
Karen personally I feel as Ronee does >tears! <
This story shot arrows straight into my heart like wounded animals we limp among and along the degradation of what was...forgetting about compassion, forgetting that we must defend what is ever so precious to us all. "Whatever happened to "United We Stand"? Whatever happened to the patriotism we showed right after the attacks? Whatever happened to praying for our fellow man? Whatever happened to the love, the caring, the comraderie?"
Times I do not think others actually realize the true meaning of "United We Stand, 'patriotism', and not to mention 'caring'praying for the fellow man" where has it truly went?
However I would like to think there is a slow, meshing of people to take us all back to the "United We Stand", and I believe prayers will be answered. Most importantly with patience prayers will be answered...perhaps it will take just as long for us to meld back together again as it did to tear the world apart.
Slow and steady paces...we can all be hopeful and remain in prayer.
Thank you for sharing this poignant write of Ronee's, a pleasure to read indeed.
Through it all I love this great world that the Lord has given us,
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Through young eyes, an event that changed the way we live: not just us, but the whole world. Powerfully penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Another good write as seen through a young persons perspective, I do have one tiny fault with this one Dear Karen and that is the reference to Canadian and US borders, the security going into the US is much more strict than it has ever been, and more that it is to enter Canada. I always thought of our two countries as two brothers in separate rooms, yes they need their privacy but overall they should be able to visit by a knock on the door.
Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado