KH writes:
During my visit to the Ground zero I took a moment to view everything around me. It was hard to believe that the twin towers once stood in the very place I was standing. I’ve lived in New York for twenty one years and I’ve never been to Ground Zero or what was once called the World trade Center. I felt very disturbed because I couldn’t feel the feelings that I know many families were feeling for the last seven years no matter how much I tried I couldn’t even imagine how some families must have felt. I continued to watch the tourist view the construction and I looked at some of the postings on the booth and it began to bother me that some people were acting as if the site were a playground, until I noticed a young lady who looked to be in her lat twenties or early thirties. Her eyes were red from crying and you could see the tears slowly dropping drown her cheek. It looked like she had been here before because she didn’t even take a glance at the construction. She stayed to herself in a corner wiping her tears away. I would assume that she was morning over someone and I wanted to ask her if she had lost someone during the 9-11 attack, but I didn’t have the heart. I watched until she walked away and kept looking at the tourist.
