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-- Hurricane Journal --
We're gonna be just
fine
It’s
been awhile.
Earlier today, I heard from a nice woman in New Jersey that I met
because of Katrina, and it made me think about The Tattoo and
the things I’ve written. And so here’s another entry, and it’ll
probably be my last.
It’s my last for a lot of reasons, but one of them is that I’m not
going to be a teen for much longer. I turn 20 in April. It’s my
golden birthday and everything. It’s special. Don’t get me wrong,
though – I’m terrified. I hate getting older, and not being able to
say –teen at the end of my age is going to kill me. Birthdays mean
that time is moving, and it’s moving fast. I remember spending my
18th birthday in Ryan’s restaurant because we were still living in
the FEMA trailer. We ate the birthday cake right there.
Mom always nags that I haven’t written much on the parish lately. I know I
should, so that other people can understand what the people in St.
Bernard are feeling, how they’re coping, how they’re getting through
each day. But sooner or later, after ordeals like Katrina, the
earth-shattering kind, you need to put it all behind you. You need
to let go.
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By
Samantha Perez
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