story793.xml
Title
story793.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-06-19
911DA Story: Story
September 10, I sat in my high school's AP Psychology class. I had been feeling sick for the entire day, and decided later in the day to call my mom and go home. She came and picked me up.
The next morning, September 11, I woke up at 6:30. Still feeling sick, my mom called the school to tell them I would be staying at home. At 8:50 that morning, I was still asleep. My mom came in and woke me up, saying a plane had hit the WTC. I had expected it to be a small private plane or something. I went downstairs to watch, and was immediately shocked. Suddenly, another fireball shot out of the WTC, as the second plane hit. This image will forever be set in my memory. My mom immediately grabbed the phone, to call everyone she knew. Within a half-hour, they cut to a shot of the Pentagon, with smoke billowing up. For the rest of the day, wild rumors were heard everywhere-- a car bomb at the state department, vans of illegal immigrants with explosives being stopped, bomb threats to buildings all over America, a plane being guided to the ground by the RCAF in Canada. I had never been this scared in my entire life.
They say that there is an event for every generation that changes their view of the world forever. For my parents, it was the assassinations of JFK, RFK, and MLK. For their parents, it was Pearl Harbor. For their parents, the Great Depression, and for their parents, World War 1. For my generation, it was said to be the fall of the Berlin Wall. Then the first WTC bombing, then the OKC bombing, then finally Columbine. After witnessing these events, it is obvious that this is the event that changes out world.
The next morning, September 11, I woke up at 6:30. Still feeling sick, my mom called the school to tell them I would be staying at home. At 8:50 that morning, I was still asleep. My mom came in and woke me up, saying a plane had hit the WTC. I had expected it to be a small private plane or something. I went downstairs to watch, and was immediately shocked. Suddenly, another fireball shot out of the WTC, as the second plane hit. This image will forever be set in my memory. My mom immediately grabbed the phone, to call everyone she knew. Within a half-hour, they cut to a shot of the Pentagon, with smoke billowing up. For the rest of the day, wild rumors were heard everywhere-- a car bomb at the state department, vans of illegal immigrants with explosives being stopped, bomb threats to buildings all over America, a plane being guided to the ground by the RCAF in Canada. I had never been this scared in my entire life.
They say that there is an event for every generation that changes their view of the world forever. For my parents, it was the assassinations of JFK, RFK, and MLK. For their parents, it was Pearl Harbor. For their parents, the Great Depression, and for their parents, World War 1. For my generation, it was said to be the fall of the Berlin Wall. Then the first WTC bombing, then the OKC bombing, then finally Columbine. After witnessing these events, it is obvious that this is the event that changes out world.
Collection
Citation
“story793.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 15, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/10667.