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  • Essay / I Remember - 1740

    I RememberI remember Rick's face as he turned away from the window and walked back to his seat that day; there was an air of horror that I must never forget. His face expressed seriousness, disbelief and sadness. We were all terrified after learning the horrible truth, but Rick had seen it. He knew it before all of us. Even before his eyes started having problems, he was visibly affected by the bomb. I remember that day like it was yesterday. It started with more subtle things, like the small bomb on the World Trade Center, but then larger disasters began to occur. When the bomb hit Idaho, everyone was devastated. . . "What do you mean it's not an earthquake, Rick?" » I asked. Before he could respond, we heard an announcement over the intercom telling all classes to report to the television. The presenter's comments shocked us all. "...what appears to be a nuclear bomb. We are still trying to find out who dropped this bomb. All we know right now is that the INEEL caught fire because of it, and we I haven’t heard of any survivors so far. “It all started to sink in slowly. . . a nuclear bomb? INÉL? No survivors? What about radiation? I started worrying about everything at once. The school called an assembly ten minutes later. Many of us walked into the gym dazed. Some people didn't seem to know what was happening, or were unaffected. As I looked around the crowded gym, the sea of ​​faces reflected their emotions. Mr. Kyrel, a science teacher, looked extremely gloomy. He was sitting on a stand, his head in his hands. He paid no attention to the students passing by him. When he looked up, his lips formed a tight line, his hair was disheveled, and every wrinkle on his forehead was visible. He sat in solitude with solemnity etched in his eyes. A student on the other side of the gymnasium was crying hysterically. Several people surrounded him. His face was distorted by his anguish and his grief. Those around her also seemed distressed, but they tried to calm her down. In another area of ​​the gym, a young boy was clowning around with one of his friends. He didn't seem to know what was going on.