Learning this earth is not our home

I was sitting in my AP English class my junior year of high school. I was only 17 years old. My world came tumbling down on that Friday morning, May 12, 2006. It has been nearly 15 years now.

I saw my aunt walking towards the office to pick me up. I knew something was wrong. She didn’t want to tell me at first, but I wanted to know.

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