It was just a normal day at the American School Of Tunis when everything changed. Today was the day I would always remember forever.
I was walking through my school to m next class before lunch when..
Students and Staff, please leave school immediately.
None of us really cared, just excited to get out early.
Al Qaeda and Tunisian civilians rioted throughout the streets with smoke grenades, Molotov's, and tear gas.
It was like a nightmare that came to life, a moment of total shock and saddness.
I thought I was dreaming, seeing my school being vandalized live on national televison
My school was left trashed, shattered,burnt, looted, and disrespected. All the greatest memories made here were all burnt to ashes along with the rest of our 40,000 books and 600 computers. I was the first kid to see the aftermath the next day. When I got interviewed by the local news, nothing came out of my mouth other than silence.
Early Dawn the next morning, we got a call from the U.S. Embassy and the State Department telling us, we had 14 hours to pack two bags and meet at the U.S. Cemetery. From there we went to the airport and got put on a cargo plane to Frankfurt, Germany.
Climbing out of the Tunis airspace was one of the saddest days of my life. Leaving all of my friends and family behind without saying goodbye. I finally realized that that day witnessed was when everything changed forever.