One day, on October 13th 1995 at Fremont High School, I was sitting in Mrs. Lawsons class. I heard a bomb explode outside. I went out to see what was going on. When I went outside I looked up, I saw that a plane had crashed right into Mrs. Lawson's class room. When I went in there all to them were dead, even Mrs. Lawson. I was so sad. I went to the principals office. I told the principal that a plane crashed and that everyone in the class had died even the teacher. Then the principal came and saw all the kids and the teachers dead bodies. The poor kids and the teacher did not survive Their lives ended with their deaths. Then at brunch there was a lot of chaos. There was a kid standing there with a gun. He went up and saw Shaun and David walking by. He quickly shot them. That was sad too-I miss those guys. I’ve known them for eight I was so shocked to see the die. They were good old friends. I was scared too. The kid not only shot the twins, but he was killing a lot of people. Then he came up to me and killed me..... that was the end of my life.
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