User blog:Spikewitwicky/January 29th, 1986 - Spike's Journal Entry



After almost two years of living with the Autobots, I thought that I was getting bored with human space travel. After all, the Autobots can 'beam' back and forth to Cybertron, they've set up homes throughout the galaxy. And us humans...we're still celebrating stepping foot on the moon for a few moments. The moon. Not even another planet in our galaxy.

But still, the excitement was there. Especially yesterday. A teacher, Christa McAuliffe - was going to go into space, and teach kids about life in space. And for about a minute, it was like it was before. The shuttle roared up into space.

And then - it disappeared. In an explosion. This has never happened before, but after around noon, school was basically cancelled. The teachers brought the TVs in and we just watched all day. Some kids in my grade were making jokes less than an hour after it happened. What assholes. Don't they know that 7 people just died?

I talked to dad about it later. He said the last time he, and probably a good number of people felt the way he did yesterday was the Kennedy assassination. The Autobots (most of them) were saddened. Others who are just getting acclimated, were still sort of trying to grasp it - that the astronauts can't be rebuilt. Optimus Prime's issuing a statement later on. I don't know what I'm feeling now. I'm obviously sad, but I'm also numb. It was like seeing something you thought was totally invincible literally disappear in the sky. Spikewitwicky (talk) 15:06, January 28, 2016 (UTC)