The events that took place on April 15th, 2013
were horrific to say the least. Seeing that an event as uplifting and cherished
as the Boston marathon be defiled by bombings, death, and tragedy is truly
sickening. It is always surreal to see horror like that anywhere in the world,
but it hits especially hard when this type of incident happens on the home
front.
I
did not believe the reports of the bombing when I first witnessed it on my
twitter timeline. I did not want to believe it. I was hoping it was just
another sick twisted joke that people like to play on social networks, but
unfortunately it wasn’t.
Seeing
all the pray for Boston tweets coupled with the pictures that were being put up
from the massacre was absolutely heart wrenching, and my prayers and
condolences go out to any one who was affected by this tragic act of terrorism.
Though I was only in the fourth grade, and really too young
to grasp the magnitude of what was actually going on, I found that there was
one similarity in my reaction to the Boston marathon bombings, and the
September 11th plane crashes. The common thread was confusion. On
September 11th, 2001 I was genuinely confused as to what was going
on and what it all meant, while on April 15th, 2013 I was genuinely
confused on how this could happen, and who could be responsible for such a
heartless, live changing, life claiming act of hatred.
To
say the events that took place at the Boston marathon were horrific would be an
understatement. Once again, my prayers and deepest condolences go out to those
affected. If there is one positive, hopefully it is that through this tragedy,
we can unite as a nation, pull through, and push forward like we have time and
time again in the past.
No comments:
Post a Comment