It was my sophmore year of High School. Band is first hour and we were out on the field practicing our charts for the upcoming football game. The band gets little recognition at the high school so when our principle came out we knew there was something odd immediately. He whispered something to our director Mr. Nicholas and I watched as his face turned pale. We finished our drill and went inside a lot sooner than we usually do. When everyone had packed up and we were settled down Mr. N told us that a plane had hit one of the towers and he was going to turn the TV to watch the news. We were to remain quiet and work on homework or something. I was curious to see what was going to happen and how in the world a plane could do that so I watched for a bit as I studied for my next class. I happened to look up to watch a bit more when I saw another plane enter the screen and then suddenly hit the other tower. I had suspected earlier that there was something wrong. After all how could a passenger plane that big just not see a building that big on a sunny day? So when the second one slammed into the next building I actually shouted. That was just not right! Something was REALLY WRONG! I watched the news without blinking until my next class. The halls were packed with people just talking about what happened and then for those who hadn't heard yet, their friends were filling them in. I don't really remember the timeline well from there because the whole day became a blur of no class, just news. I do remember however that I was in my literature class when I heard about the plane hitting the pentagon. I was terrified at this point. My friend Whitney had moved to DC just that summer and her dad had just been promoted to that wing. I ran out of the room and out behind the school crying. I was so scared for her and her dad. (I found out from her later that he had not been there that day, thank God.) I remember watching the news as the copters flew over and had showed images of people jumping on the roofs trying to get help, but no one could land because of the thick smoke. I remember hearing someone say something along the lines of "Why are people throwing trash out the windows?" Then they gasped and turned the camera away and said something like "That's not trash. That's people." When the first tower crumpled I just couldn't believe. I was out of tears and all I could do was sit there with my mouth open in disbelief. Was this seriously happening? I thought to myself "the other tower is going to fall down, too." And I was so mad/hurt/angry when it did. For whatever dumb reason at the time I sorta had it in my head that my thinking that caused the second one to crash down as well. I know now that that was illogical to blame myself, but at the time my mind just could not compute what made sense and what didn't. I remember watching the dust come roaring down the streets and seeing the people running as fast as they could to get away and all I could think of was all those people who were still inside and on top of the buildings. My mouth just hung open in utter disbelief at the carnage. It was almost surreal to watch these things that I had known to be brilliant and shining works of beauty, just suddenly come crashing down. The Penn plane was another scary moment for me as well. I have family out that way and I just didn't know where it hit and what happened. I hoped and wished that maybe someone had survived that one since it only hit the ground, but deep down I knew that was practically impossible.
I knew this was the Pearl Harbor of my generation. And things were not going to be easy for a long time.
It's so odd to think back to that day and realize just how clearly I remember it. I remember I was wearing my black boots, my favorite jeans and a black top with flowy peasent-type sleeves. I was almost late for school that day because I woke up late and had to speed to school with my little sister (who was a freshman and in band with me) in our beat-up red Astro. I had to go home quickly after school to get ready for work. I worked at Dillon's just down the road from my house as a cashier. On my way I saw the gas prices going up and heard on the radio it was about to get worse so I called work, told them I'd be 5 minutes late and filled the van. When I got in the store was packed! People were buying all the water, flashlights, blankets, and all sorts of other emergency-type stuff we had. We're normally not allowed to listen to anything other than the store programmed radio, but Sheryll had brought in her police radio scanner and we were listening to it. I remember this one guy specifically. He was a very large guy. Definately a country sorta red-neck working man. (I live in NE Kansas) He bought 5 gallons of water and some other basic groceries. He just kept talking about gas going up and that we were going to go to war any moment and kick someone's ***. Someone had to pay for what happened.
Later as a sort of side note (my mother is a librarian) I thought about all those books and movies and things that were suddenly wrong. The towers were no longer the tallest buildings. And any movies that had been in filming were suddenly going to have a tragically huge inconsistency in the images.
After information came out later about the people responsible I remember running into this girl in my school. She was a wonderfully nice and caring girl. And she was Muslim. She wore her hair cover to school everyday. After a while some of the crueler kids in school started teasing her about it and she stopped wearing it. I remember thinking that those kids were just as cruel and heartless as those who had caused the tragedy to happen. She had nothing to do with what was going on. So the same went for a lot of people of her religious beliefs. And if these kids were going to treat her in such a harsh and unfair way, then they were no better than those monsters. (I never saw her wear the covering again.)
I don't remember much else after that. But I can remember all the details and see them in my mind so clearly. Like they happend yesterday and not 5 years ago. Sometimes I have dreams that it happened again... I usually wake up jittery and crying after those.
I can only pray for anyone and everyone affected by this aweful event and hope God will help us all through this.
(I'm repeating this from my online journal. I want to share my story with others as much as I want them to share their stories with me.)
2006-09-11 13:08:28
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answered by avalon_jdh 2
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I saw on Court TV this TV Movie (a documentary of sorts) called "On Native Soil". It's based on the 9/11 Commision Report and has pretty much exactly what happened word for word. But, it's edited, the DVD will be out October 22nd. And there's the amazing documentary "9/11" which was just on Sept. 10 only it's remastered from when it first aired on the 6 month anniversary.
Personally, I was in either Math or Science class (I can tell you which seat, too) and the teacher turned on the T.V. just in time to see the South tower (the first one to fall) fall. Everyone thought it was some sort of demolition thing so we all said, "Cool". But our teacher said that people were in there and dying. I rode my bike home that day (which I never did again, I haven't even touched the bike since that day) and my dad was in the garage waiting for me. We walked inside and watched T.V. and for the next three days all there was was news. And I was mad, I wanted to watch my shows and I wanted the news to stop so I can watch my shows. Which now I think was the worst thing to ever think.
EDIT: I remember thinking that when they said pentagon, I thought they meant the monument near the reflection pool and I didn't get how that was such a big deal. But now, now I'm a lot more aware of what's happening and I now know a lot more about 9/11.
2006-09-11 13:12:43
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answered by Forcewon 3
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Yes! I remember my experience like it happen yesterday. I know I was not in New York City at that time. I was far away from there. I was in Houston, Texas. I was about 1 minute away from home when I heard the news on the radio in my car. I was alone and frighten. I ran into my house because my sister was taking care of my little cousin. She didn't know anything about it. I ran to the tv where I was able to hear about the whole story. It was just a weird day and also a day of grieve. That is why I salute to all the people that were able to be there to help out others that were in need. I think it is very good to know where people that you may know are at all the time so that you have an idea where to find them at when tragedies like these occur.
2006-09-11 12:48:30
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answered by Laura 2
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Gosh I actually watched this segment called 9-11 commission. It's about people who were hired to investigate into what happened on 9-11. It was pretty sickening to learn everything that would've prevented this from happening. I mean everyone from the airport employees to the President would've prevented this. Apparently the passports were fake, when they went through security the alarm went off but because security failed to find anything they didn't want to deal with it and let the men through. Weeks before the attack the president was aware of plans and he just disregarded it and Condoleesa's excuse was basically the threat held no water. Instead of looking for some water they just disregarded it. As it is now I am so mad at watching this show but if I knew someone that died from this tragedy I would be at my wits end about it and I would probably have my hands full in legal civil suits. To all who lost their lives or loved ones my prayers are with you! God Bless America!
2006-09-11 13:21:26
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answered by Anonymous
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I was in my first year of college on Long Island. On the morning of September 11th I was awoke by my phone ringing. It was my mother asking me if I was alright...yea I replied....why? She told me to turn on my tv and then I heard people in my dorm screaming. There were quite a few students that I attended college with that had relatives that worked in the WTC. I remember sitting outside of my dorm with friends...there were helicopters overhead and sirens heard all around yet it was eerily quiet. Our campus was on lock down so that emt's, dr's, nurses, firemen and police officers could get to the city. I woke up the next morning and I could smell the burning coming from the city. One of my close friends learned that morning that his uncle, a NYC fireman had passed in the rescue attempts the day before. I know that 9/11/01 is a day that will always be with me. Make sure that you take time every once in a while to say a prayer for those families and friends that lost their loved ones that day and please don't ever forget.
2006-09-11 13:04:10
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answered by Shannon M 1
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I see from other questions, that the people still narrow minded! Still believe, that we were attacked, an there was Al Quida! Hay man wake up! US always know where was Osama! He was 2x treated by luxury by the US. One a US hospital in the past 5 years, and once an American resort!
All this BS about Middle Eastern Terror was a plot!
Your own government bombed the WTC, undermined, fully loaded with explosives, and Bumm!
It was the reason to Rob the Nation, cover up financial criminal activities of the government Evils!
This is no more the question Republican or Democratic! It is the question of Jesus, or Hell!
US and China never signed the KYOTO, the Earth irreversible warming, and has only 19 years left.
Thank to your greedy King George Bush II, The Fascist Emperor of the world, the Conqueror, and murderer of 3000 innocent in the WTC.
He just cannot stop killing. Is he Caligula?
2006-09-11 12:54:26
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answered by Anonymous
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I just wanted to say I could never be sarcastic about something as serious as this, but anyways. My uncle went to New York City right after 9/11 for business and he got some great pics of the aftermath. It really brought it home to me, how lucky I was to not have my family grieving for a lost loved one.
2006-09-11 13:12:03
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answered by Molly 1
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Go to Yahoo's 360, there is a Guy or Gal that tells the whole story of it and is pretty accurate on the details. Ps-I forgot to tell you, the article can be found in the News & Events Collumn, Click on the yellow bar at the top of the page.
2006-09-11 12:42:48
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answered by trisha 3
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i was in 3rd grade when it happened. they told us at 2:30. i remember a teacher went home crying because of it.
only two towers fell
but many people died
few escaped to tell
their tragic story alive
two planes have decided
the future years ahead
filled with war and all the bad
our country will never be the same
i know the above peom isnt very good but i wrote it in like one minute
2006-09-11 13:01:37
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answered by qwerty 4
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I was puzzled at first when the second plane hit the WTC. By that time it was obvious that it was no accident. When I heard about the Pentagon, I was filled with terror. It was obvious that out country was under attack. I thought our government was going to co;;apse under the attack. My dear frienfd has family in Somersett (sp) county. When I heard a plane crashed there I was frightened for her parents.
Shock and grief were the predominant feelings followed by "How dare they!!" Thats when old patriotic feelings that were instilled in me as a child resurfaced. I love this country, warts and all.
2006-09-11 13:00:47
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answered by groomingdiva_pgh 5
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I worked with the Red Cross, and helped people who had lost family members and jobs. I remember a middle east man looking very sad. We were taking a moment of silence, I bowed my head, he touched my hand and when I looked up he also had tears in his eyes. Amazing how an act of terror brought so many people together. May we try to remember the love we felt for our brother on that day and continue it today.
2006-09-11 12:46:54
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answered by Pamela P 1
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