It was the last few days during my summer break in Hong Kong. I was playing Snooker with my friend and dinner. Then on my way home I overheard people talking on the phone about the attack and I was skeptical about it, and my dad called me too. I told him its gotta be a cessna or something.
Then when I got home and saw the breaking news in HK, it was a disbelief image and no words can describe what happened. I stayed up all night watching the news.
I postponed the return trip back to Boston for college. During my fight to Boston, it was some erring feel and sadness on the flight.
Tomorrow, I'll be up early to watch Formula 1 Italian GP and go-kating.
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