story1798.xml
Title
story1798.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-06
911DA Story: Story
I never thought I would live to see the day that the whole world would stop in its tracks.
It was a beautifully sunny day here in the capital city of NZ. I remember waking up late morning and jumping online to check emails. A friend who lived in Texas was online, he was talking about planes crashing into buildings, war, terror. He begged me to turn on my TV. I thought it was crazy because I was on the other side of the world. What could possibly be bad enough to be broadcast worldwide?
What I saw made my heart stop. My knees gave way and i sank to the ground. I watched in horror as that second plane went into the second tower.
At first I thought it was a movie but quickly realised that it was real. The next image was of people falling, people running, buildings collapsing, people dying, people dead.
I spent the whole day trying to call friends in the US and watching the news. When my mother came home 5 hours later, I was still watching the news.
We both watched the scenes in horror, over and over. We prayed that night for the families of the victims, we prayed that they would find more survivors.
The enormous out pouring of grief all over the world was amazing.
the next day when I drove through peak hour traffic to work, everyone was stunned and in shock. Everything seemed so insignificant. usually at that hour of the morning, you get more than your fair share of impatient drivers and road rage, but this particular morning people drove to work in an orderly fashion. It was as if we felt we needed to be more aware of those around us. More aware of our actions and how they affect others.
My heart goes out to all those who lost their lives in those attacks as well as their families.
Forever in my prayers.
It was a beautifully sunny day here in the capital city of NZ. I remember waking up late morning and jumping online to check emails. A friend who lived in Texas was online, he was talking about planes crashing into buildings, war, terror. He begged me to turn on my TV. I thought it was crazy because I was on the other side of the world. What could possibly be bad enough to be broadcast worldwide?
What I saw made my heart stop. My knees gave way and i sank to the ground. I watched in horror as that second plane went into the second tower.
At first I thought it was a movie but quickly realised that it was real. The next image was of people falling, people running, buildings collapsing, people dying, people dead.
I spent the whole day trying to call friends in the US and watching the news. When my mother came home 5 hours later, I was still watching the news.
We both watched the scenes in horror, over and over. We prayed that night for the families of the victims, we prayed that they would find more survivors.
The enormous out pouring of grief all over the world was amazing.
the next day when I drove through peak hour traffic to work, everyone was stunned and in shock. Everything seemed so insignificant. usually at that hour of the morning, you get more than your fair share of impatient drivers and road rage, but this particular morning people drove to work in an orderly fashion. It was as if we felt we needed to be more aware of those around us. More aware of our actions and how they affect others.
My heart goes out to all those who lost their lives in those attacks as well as their families.
Forever in my prayers.
Collection
Citation
“story1798.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 14, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/10502.