Why does this make me giggle and squeal like a school girl?
PS. I was getting ready for school and the TV was on. In my house, with my mother, the TV is rarely ever on... especially especially in the mornings. It's the only time the TV was on in the morning and I watched the news with my family. I was confused, frustrated, angered, hurt, disappointed, scared, and worried for my family in Manhattan. Fifth grade. September 11th, 2001.
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