Last week at the Boston Marathon two
bombs went off and two bombs were detonated. One hundred plus people were
injured and three people died including 8 year old Martin, who was sitting
right next to the bomb. The city of Boston was in shock because this was the
first terrorist attack since 9/11. Boston Police reacted quickly to help save
injured people. Citizens helped and comforted each other. Runners finished the
race and continued running to the hospital to give blood. Everyone was there
for each other. The FBI worked hard to find the bombers. Two brothers from
Russia were on the run. They stole cars and had a shoot outs. Thursday night
the oldest brother Tamerlan Tsarnaev was
shot and killed during a shoot out and the youngest brother Dzhokhar
Tsarnaev was still on the run. Finally on Friday he was found in a Watertown civilian’s
back yard hiding in a boat.
As a teenage high school student I feel
like this is all a dream or some movie I watched at the movie theater. I never
thought my city of Boston would be attacked. I was with my boyfriend when I found
out. We were sitting in my room watching a movie on my laptop without our
phones. Half way through the movie we checked twitter to see a hundred tweets
about how something happened at the Boston Marathon. We went downstairs and
turned on the news and I was in complete shock. My eyes were glued to the television
and I swear I didn’t speak a word for about an hour. I felt like I was watching
the wrong television station. If I could ask Dzhokhar one question it would be
why? Boston is such a powerful and strong city there was no way they were
getting away with it. It’s funny to think that they thought they would get
away. WE are Boston and WE are strong.
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