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Where Were You on 9/11/01?

I had just gotten home from work and was getting ready to go to bed(I work 3rd shift). My mother called me and told me a plane had hit the trade center and to turn my tv on.
I had turned it on just in time to see the second plane hit.
I was numb and didn't sleep much that day.

I have been watching the coverage today and have been more emotional then I was 10 years ago. I think its because I realize now what hadn't sunk in then how deeply those attacks on our country has affected each and everyone of us.
 
I try my best not to watch the news.
But have recorded one of the 9/11 specials to watch later today, or later this month. This is a rough time for me, Two weeks and 2 years ago, I became a monster in order to survive and it haunts my dreams, and tomorrow 2 years ago one of my good friends died while we were in Afghanistan. So, August and September are really rough months for me.
 
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I was watching cartoons with my son, Robert, who was 4 then..the remote accidentally got hit,& turned it to the news..thought it was a movie..turned it again..about the 3rd channel I realized it was real,just as the 2nd plane hit.
 
I was 16 years old and on the opposite side of the globe- I watched the news in horror, live, on the American news channel when the second plane crashed.
I am not an American, but every Israeli feels your pain.

I found out the lyrics of this song today, and it forcefully reminded me of that day and the heroes who perished:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qjb2mKCD2iA

Screaming on the inside
I am frail and withered
Cover up the wounds
That I can't hide
Walls that lie between us
The saint within the sinner
I have lost the nerve
But it's all right
Carry the wounded and
shut your eyes
All will be forgiven
None will rise
Bury the fallen and
lead the blind
I will fight the loss
Dead inside

Into the nothing
Faded and weary
I won't leave and let
you fall behind
Live for the dying
Heaven hear me
I know we can make it out alive

Leave me at the bottom
I am lost forever
Letters from the dead
Say goodbye
Sorrow falls upon us
This will be the last time
Days begin to end
But I'll get by
Follow the hopeless
And shut your eyes

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All will be abandoned
None will shine
Gather the broken and
leave this life
Lying in the earth
Side by side

Into the nothing
Faded and weary
I won't leave and let
him flll behind
Live for the dying
Heaven hear me
I know we can make it out alive

I'll keep you inside
Where I lead you cannot follow
Straight into the light
As my breath grows
still and shallow

Into the nothing
Faded and weary
I won't leave and let
them fall behind
Live for the dying
Heaven hear me
I know we can make it out alive

Stay with me
you're all I have left
I know we can make it out alive
Stay with me
you're all I have left
I know we can make it out alive

I am deeply sorry for your struggles and losses.
 
I had a day off and put on the radio while cleaning (which I normally never do, I just put on a cd). I remember thinking "is this real??", a feeling that didn't go away when I turned on the tv. This couldn't be happening, stuff like this only happenes in movies...
 
I was at work, business as usual, and after setting a client up in an exam room, I went back to the treatment room and noticed they had the radio on in there. It was very unusual as the radio always stayed in the kennel and was never allowed beyond that. Then one of the other techs said that a plane had hit one of the Twin Towers. We were still trying to figure out what was going on, thinking it was just a tragic accident. Then the second plane hit and realization started to set in. We continued with our jobs, getting bits and pieces of information and passing it along to those that didn't hear new developments as they happened. It wasn't until I got home that I saw the first images of the disaster and it was only then that the true horror finally hit home.
 
My mom woke me up earlier than usualy in the morning, obviously freaked out she told me "The world trade center got hit by a plane!" and my response was "Whats the world trade center?" I had no idea it was even in the US, I'd never heard of it or anything. She woke up my sister and we all watched in silence as the news got more information about the smoking building on screen. I saw the second plane hit and it was just breathtaking. We all froze and I don't really remember us saying much, aside from my mom telling me what the twin towers where. When they fell my mom almost broke down.

We don't know anyone from new york but thinking about all of those people suddenly gone was something we'd never had to deal with before. It really was surreal for me.
 
I was at home in our rented home in the PDX metro area of Oregon, up early in the dark (the sun hadn't even risen yet), watching the local morning news from my vintage yellow vinyl rocking arm chair while waiting for hubby to get ready for work. He was in the shower, I think. Suddenly, the images changed to a street scene in NYC, with reporters on the ground and the cameras looking up at the building, where part of a plane was obviously hanging out of a window on the WTC, in flames. My very first thought after, "How awful!", was "Some air traffic controller is in BIG trouble". Then, I watched as another airliner flew past in the distance, and into the other tower. Even then, my only thoughts were that someone had made a terrible mistake. An act of terrorism never entered my mind.

Of course, it didn't take long to hear about another plane hitting the Pentagon, and that these acts were terrorism at its despicable extreme. Later in the day, I heard about the 4th plane that was brought down by brave passengers resisting the terrorists before it hit its intended target.

My husband was told he didn't need to go into work that day if he didn't want to, because of the events unfolding on the other side of the country. He went anyway.
 
At work like many people. I worked in city parks department at the time. We spent our break watching on a tiny black and white TV. Even 10 years later it is still hard to watch and can make me cry. Those poor people that couldn't get out of that building and jumped , and all those firemen that were in there when the towers collapsed. I pray we remain ever vigilant so this can't happen again.
 
I was at home with dad while my mom was at my grandparents watching the house(work in Spain. and they had gotten stuck there a few days)My dad and I were watching news(well i use i was watching it very loosely)My mom called my dad and they were talking through the whole thing.I know my dad's very very close friend was there that along with my friends' dad(who went outside to have a smoke right then.)But my parents were talking about Jerry(his name)and saying he never went into work on time or early but of course as faint would have it that was the one day he ever did or would:(

That is my story that I know (being 2 at the time)but today thinking back I wish I was ableto experiance that.
 
I was a senior in high school and had just finished an AP Calc quiz when the principal came over the PA system. After he got off (without actually telling us what was happening) my teacher turned on the TV. We didn't get anything accomplished that day after that. I remember sitting there at lunch with my friends, half of us with cell phones out and a teacher telling us we could go to the office if we needed to call our parents. When we left lunch there were parents lining the hallway trying to pick up students. I've never seen the halls that crowded. My school was only a mile from the NRO and close to Dulles Airport so we really had no idea what was happening. We had the day off the next day. My friends came over and we ate lunch on my front lawn. The oddest thing was not having planes fly over since my house was right in the flight path (and you could always see 6 or so planes in the sky). It was a scary time as so many people in the suburbs of DC commute in to work and none of us knew what was going on at the time.

~Katie
 
I had got in from work, having worked the 11p-7a shift, settled down and was sitting in my bed watching TV, drinking a beer, and channel surfing which included top news. I remember there was a period of time that it was thought a small plane had wandered off course and into the first tower. I thought wow, what a mistake. So I stayed on that channel. And saw the second plane approach and crash live. I thought oh my god, something big and bad is happening. I was speechless. I saw both towers collapse live. And I knew the world as I knew it would never be the same. Interspersed in the news were the stories of the crash at the Pentagon and the other plane that crashed. At some point I had the wherewithal to get on the phone. My stepdad flew frequently---they sent him home from the Atlanta airport. My brother-in-law flew frequently---they sent him home from the Dallas airport.
Yes, I cried, and still do. It was awful, very awful.

Note my mother worked in downtown Shreveport at the time, and the president was supposedly "sneaked" to Barksdale AFB in Bossier City. So they evacuated downtown Shreveport. There was a naivete and sense of safeness that I lost due to this event, that I will never have again. I resent that. And I have a cold hard lack of sympathy or mercy for people who perpetrate such things.

I also have no patience with limp, impotent, spineless, mealy-mouthed, foolhardy pacifists who lay down like cowards and take this and refuse to participate in efforts to prevent it ever happening again.
 
Well, I was in community college at the time, and was still living in IL. I was 20. I remember finishing my college algebra class and I was walking through one of the common areas and saw a couple students sitting around a tv. Thats when I saw that a plane had hit the first tower. Then I watched as the second plane hit. At first, I thought they were watching a movie, but at the same time I knew that they weren't. I was stuck to that spot watching the footage over and over. I drove home and woke up my dad. He didnt believe me but got up anyway (hes not a morning person) and sat in front of the tv transfixed. We sat there the rest of the day.

My aunt was in NY for business that day and we were worried sick about her. Thankfully she was in Long Island but watched the whole thing unfold from across the bay. She ended up getting stranded there for days but made it home safely.

September 11, 2001 is one of those days in history where if you were here to experience it, you knew EXACTLY where you were when it happened.
 
I was at work. I was a corporate travel agent at the time. Joe called me at work to tell me there was a report on tv that a small plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. At least - that was what they thought at first.
Just a few minutes later the guys in the office next to ours started shouting that we had to come listen to the radio they had on. The reports had started coming in by that time that it was a regular jet that had hit and now the 2nd one had hit as well. That was when all hell broke loose at work. Once the airports shut down we had to use every avenue possible to get our clients back home or booked into hotels in whatever cities they got stranded in.
When I got home that night I couldn't stop watching the tv reports. It seemed so surreal, like it couldn't be happening here. These kind of things don't happen in the US. Even all these years later, those photos and videos of that day bring tears to my eyes.
 
I was In 12th grade just started the year we where having a 1/2 for a teaching meeting I was moving 1 block to 2nd block are where 90 mins long when a friend stop me and told me that a plane has flown in to the world trade towers. at that time I did not know what where those towers, then on the loud speaker said that both of the world trade tower have fallen and that a plane has hit the pentergon. by the time i got home it was all over the news. I was 19 at that time. for the frist time in my life i knew what fear was. for a long time after i had bad dreams about planed flying into one of these plants that line the Mississippi river here in baton rouge. I have really never told anyone about these fears.
 
I was in my office when one of my leads came in to tell me something was going on in NY. I had everyone meet in the conf room and turned on the TV. We all sat there, as it unfolded, sharing thoughts and frustration. I remember the awe in people’s eyes as we sat there. The older folks were in shock that it could happen here. The younger folks sat with a detached loss of understanding.

I had friends from the USAF that still frequented the Pentagon so there was great concern there. It took me almost two weeks to verify none were hurt as a result.

I knew the world had just changed for the worse. This would surely embolden those that seek this avenue. On the flip it would surely become a much less free planet.
 
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