email172.xml
Title
email172.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
email
Date Entered
2002-05-03
September 11 Email: Body
Ty A. Williams
US History 103 Mazzenga
Virginia Commonwealth University
May 2, 2002
The feeling still lives inside of me. The memories are as vivid as yesterday. The utter shock was like nothing Id ever known. My body was trembling, my heart was throbbing and my knees were knocking. I didnt even realize tears were flowing down my face, which wore a sorrowful anguish.
Screams woke me from a deep sleep. Jumping out of bed and running into the den I found my family surrounded by the television. I made my way around to see what the cause of my awakening was. What was the cause of everyones painful stare? What I saw I didnt believe. I had an urge to pinch myself feeling as if this could only be a dream. A plane hit the World Trade Center. People were jumping out to escape the fires of death. Suddenly another plane emerges and Bam hits the second tower. As the explosions crumbled the buildings dust and smoke filled the air. People were scattering and dodging debris. Originally being a New Yorker my heart dropped at the sight of my city. And being a human being my soul cried at the sight of such tragedy. Within seconds lives were destroyed. Too many people died never getting the chance to even say goodbye.
I thought about the woman who walked into the wrong building. The janitor whos wife and four kids depended on his paycheck. The woman that was getting married to the love of her life. The kids playing with blocks in the daycare center. The man that had plans to work his way up from the mail room. Then I began thinking on a more personal level. I wondered if by chance my aunt or cousin ended up on that side of town. I wondered if my friend who worked blocks away had been that woman who drifted in the wrong building. Because of the lack of communications all I could do was wonder, worry and wait.
Later finding out that they were all alright I realized how Life is so ironic. In such a trance at first it was hard to understand. I have always thought that I would not (or maybe hoped) I wouldnt be around to witness cataclysmic events. I think I wanted to subconsciously buy into the idea that terribly bad things dont happen, that all people are good. Well thats not true. The events of September 11, 2001 brought me quickly back into reality. I have to cherish and forever be grateful for the people in my life. I am thankful for everyday God gives me and I am proud of the way we as Americans and people dealt with this.
US History 103 Mazzenga
Virginia Commonwealth University
May 2, 2002
The feeling still lives inside of me. The memories are as vivid as yesterday. The utter shock was like nothing Id ever known. My body was trembling, my heart was throbbing and my knees were knocking. I didnt even realize tears were flowing down my face, which wore a sorrowful anguish.
Screams woke me from a deep sleep. Jumping out of bed and running into the den I found my family surrounded by the television. I made my way around to see what the cause of my awakening was. What was the cause of everyones painful stare? What I saw I didnt believe. I had an urge to pinch myself feeling as if this could only be a dream. A plane hit the World Trade Center. People were jumping out to escape the fires of death. Suddenly another plane emerges and Bam hits the second tower. As the explosions crumbled the buildings dust and smoke filled the air. People were scattering and dodging debris. Originally being a New Yorker my heart dropped at the sight of my city. And being a human being my soul cried at the sight of such tragedy. Within seconds lives were destroyed. Too many people died never getting the chance to even say goodbye.
I thought about the woman who walked into the wrong building. The janitor whos wife and four kids depended on his paycheck. The woman that was getting married to the love of her life. The kids playing with blocks in the daycare center. The man that had plans to work his way up from the mail room. Then I began thinking on a more personal level. I wondered if by chance my aunt or cousin ended up on that side of town. I wondered if my friend who worked blocks away had been that woman who drifted in the wrong building. Because of the lack of communications all I could do was wonder, worry and wait.
Later finding out that they were all alright I realized how Life is so ironic. In such a trance at first it was hard to understand. I have always thought that I would not (or maybe hoped) I wouldnt be around to witness cataclysmic events. I think I wanted to subconsciously buy into the idea that terribly bad things dont happen, that all people are good. Well thats not true. The events of September 11, 2001 brought me quickly back into reality. I have to cherish and forever be grateful for the people in my life. I am thankful for everyday God gives me and I am proud of the way we as Americans and people dealt with this.
September 11 Email: Date
May 3, 2002
September 11 Email: Subject
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Citation
“email172.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed May 6, 2024, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/39844.