My ninth grade year i went to a Christian school. The name of my school was Brevard Christian School,located in Melbourne Florida. I remember tons of images that i saw on t.v many which made me cry. I thought how lucky I was to have a loving family a home and a chance to have an education. I cried a lot and prayed even more. The sites that I saw were extreamly devastating i seen streets full of dead bodies, many children left alone there parents just whiped away and left for death. Everything really touched me and made me think differntly about life its self. After seeing and hearin