April 19, 1995
Never Forget
I was going to turn 9 a month later.
I don't remember much as far as what I was doing or where I was when the Murrah building went down. I remember the aftermath. I remember my dad being very quiet and serious, and mom trying to act like she wasn't a nervous wreck *because dad often went to OKC for court, and we knew people in OKC*. According to Wikipedia, it's estimated that 387,000 people in the OKC metro area alone knew someone directly affected by the bombing.
Of the 168 that died, 19 of them were babies and children. More than 680 more were injured.
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Victoria sat alone in the garden, sheltered from the sun by a large oak tree and cooled further by the gentle breeze blowing through her hair. She was reading a novel, enjoying the time to relax, having taken the opportunity to slip out of the house and escape from the pressures being placed on her.
She looked up as she felt something disturb the air, wondering if someone was approaching, but then she heard the familiar groaning of a foreign engine. Pushing her book onto the ground, she leapt to her feet just in time to see the TARDIS materialise a little way in front of her. Smile spreading across her face, she walked towards the ship, wait