in my dreams
12 September 2001 - morning

I saw it all last night. Events happening thousands of miles away made known to us only through that little box with moving colors. The World Trade Center, the smoke coming out from the building, the plane crashing, the red-orange of the explosion, then finally the whole building slowly crumbling down. I watched, I stared, my mouth hanging open the whole time. I never heard anything the news anchor said,I just stared at the TV screen and right then and there I thought my heart stopped beating.

I went upstairs to my room right after that, I turned off the lights and lay in bed staring at the ceiling. My uncle run up to my room a few minutes later asking why I wasn't watching the news. I didn't answer. I just stood there in the dark.

Why was I not watching? I couldn't, anymore.

That night I must have seen a million planes crashing and a million buildings crumbling down into ruins. In my dreams.

And in my dreams, I see myself lighting a million candles. A million each for those who have dearly departed.

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