story1277.xml
Title
story1277.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-08-19
911DA Story: Story
Sad Tuesday
One day as I pulled into work I was asked if I heard what happened. Unaware of any significant events I continued to park my car. From the moment I opened the door I was asked if I heard about the tragedy? Still unaware of the events I saw a fellow employee plug in a TV. What I seen was so surreal it still hadn?t sunk in. Within seconds my girl called me crying, followed by my brother and my mother. I didn?t know what to think, seeing the replay over and over reminded me of a movie preview. But this was real. The more it sunk in, the harder it was to concentrate. Tears filled my eyes, but not enough to dampen my cheeks. Then, in front of a national audience two giants fell. Smoke traveled like a tidal wave through the downtown streets. For a moment, it seemed like time stood still. As my mind raced, my thoughts were engulfed with fear, sorrow, pain, anger and hate. I left work to go home to be with my girl. As I drove I cried, as well as other drivers on the road. As I got home I wished I could start this day over?. this sad Tuesday.
One day as I pulled into work I was asked if I heard what happened. Unaware of any significant events I continued to park my car. From the moment I opened the door I was asked if I heard about the tragedy? Still unaware of the events I saw a fellow employee plug in a TV. What I seen was so surreal it still hadn?t sunk in. Within seconds my girl called me crying, followed by my brother and my mother. I didn?t know what to think, seeing the replay over and over reminded me of a movie preview. But this was real. The more it sunk in, the harder it was to concentrate. Tears filled my eyes, but not enough to dampen my cheeks. Then, in front of a national audience two giants fell. Smoke traveled like a tidal wave through the downtown streets. For a moment, it seemed like time stood still. As my mind raced, my thoughts were engulfed with fear, sorrow, pain, anger and hate. I left work to go home to be with my girl. As I drove I cried, as well as other drivers on the road. As I got home I wished I could start this day over?. this sad Tuesday.
Collection
Citation
“story1277.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 8, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/10397.