story5657.xml
Title
story5657.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
About two weeks before the terrorist attacks, I had had a dream that when I had awaken I was so taken back, I didn't understand it. I shared this with one of my friends, I said " I had this dream that really shook me up, It was of a beautiful day I could see the sun shinning, when all of a sudden these dark thick clouds came from below and moved towards the sun. When the first cloud touched the sun little speckles of red began filling it. The sun filled up with these red speckles and when the sun was full blood poured out." I then was surrounded by others praying the rosary. She said to me "Well you know what to do, you need to pray!"
On the morning of September 11th, 2001 I was awaken by my phone ringing, it was my older sister. Kay began "Carrie, turn on the tv, a plane just went through the World's Trade Center. They think that we maybe under attack." I was trying to grasp what she was telling me. I ran to turn on the tv waking my husband. I stood there watching as I held the phone in my hand and witnessed the second plane fly into the second building of the World Trade Center. I told my sister that I would call her back. I ran to my oldest sons room where he came and joined us in the living room. My younger girls where waking, I quickly poured there cereal and went back to veiwing the news. Breaking news the pentegon was then struck. My thoughts where "my God what is happening." I then saw the first building begin to collaspe, I screamed "OH, my God all the people!"
I began praying and crying and screaming all at once. Then it seemed like moments later we watched the second tower come down. I ran out of my house I couldn't believe it. My mind would not reason with what was happening, typically, I wanted to run! Where would I go. I Came inside and began calling my loved ones. My second oldest son came home from school, he said he couldn't take it, he had to leave. My husband and oldest son had to get to work. I didn't want them to leave, I believed that this was going to happen over and over again. I received another phone call from my sister Kay, that gas prices would sky rocket. I then prepared my little ones to go to the station and store. I was in a panic. As I was filling up on gas I heard over the radio that another plane was hijacked. My thoughts where to get enough food in my home for a few days, but we didn't have much money, so I filled up on necessities. As I was driving home, hearing that the next airline may be shot down, I thought why am I thinking of my self, I slowed down and began to pray. I prayed the rosary and then I was inspired to pray the Chaplet of Divine Mercy. I then felt a deepening of prayer calling upon St. Michael the Arch angel... I felt calmer now, still in shock but I then turned to my children and began focusing back on my duties. After arriving home and putting away the groceries, we began our school day, trusting in God. In the afternoon when my oldest daughter arrived home from school, I went to church and visited our Lord, in the Most Blessed Sacrement, I began to weep. Others entered the room, business men and women, elderly people, some where completly quite while others you could hear there groaning. I just prayed for all of the families, for all the souls that where lost.
Late in the afternoon I received a phone call that my parish would have a vigil that evening. I went and the church was full! Father who was so very sad lead is in many prayers, when he began the rosary, I then recalled my dream realizing that this is what it meant.
The next few weeks I continued to try to get back to a normal life, but I knew that it was time to bring people together. I then planned and met with my pastor to begin the "Be not Afaid Holy Hours", Mother Teresa idea, on optaining peace within the families, or nation. So we began. We had great attendance in the beginning then it grew less and less. We know meet in my home, but one day God's people will be informed that the attack is on family life. My thoughts today on the one year anniversity are saddness, mourning but also I have this deep sense to be not afraid! That God acted in helping so many through people and that we must trust that he will continue to take care of all of our needs.
God Bless and my we never have to live through this nor the future ever have to see another day that was so dark....
C. Schwartz
On the morning of September 11th, 2001 I was awaken by my phone ringing, it was my older sister. Kay began "Carrie, turn on the tv, a plane just went through the World's Trade Center. They think that we maybe under attack." I was trying to grasp what she was telling me. I ran to turn on the tv waking my husband. I stood there watching as I held the phone in my hand and witnessed the second plane fly into the second building of the World Trade Center. I told my sister that I would call her back. I ran to my oldest sons room where he came and joined us in the living room. My younger girls where waking, I quickly poured there cereal and went back to veiwing the news. Breaking news the pentegon was then struck. My thoughts where "my God what is happening." I then saw the first building begin to collaspe, I screamed "OH, my God all the people!"
I began praying and crying and screaming all at once. Then it seemed like moments later we watched the second tower come down. I ran out of my house I couldn't believe it. My mind would not reason with what was happening, typically, I wanted to run! Where would I go. I Came inside and began calling my loved ones. My second oldest son came home from school, he said he couldn't take it, he had to leave. My husband and oldest son had to get to work. I didn't want them to leave, I believed that this was going to happen over and over again. I received another phone call from my sister Kay, that gas prices would sky rocket. I then prepared my little ones to go to the station and store. I was in a panic. As I was filling up on gas I heard over the radio that another plane was hijacked. My thoughts where to get enough food in my home for a few days, but we didn't have much money, so I filled up on necessities. As I was driving home, hearing that the next airline may be shot down, I thought why am I thinking of my self, I slowed down and began to pray. I prayed the rosary and then I was inspired to pray the Chaplet of Divine Mercy. I then felt a deepening of prayer calling upon St. Michael the Arch angel... I felt calmer now, still in shock but I then turned to my children and began focusing back on my duties. After arriving home and putting away the groceries, we began our school day, trusting in God. In the afternoon when my oldest daughter arrived home from school, I went to church and visited our Lord, in the Most Blessed Sacrement, I began to weep. Others entered the room, business men and women, elderly people, some where completly quite while others you could hear there groaning. I just prayed for all of the families, for all the souls that where lost.
Late in the afternoon I received a phone call that my parish would have a vigil that evening. I went and the church was full! Father who was so very sad lead is in many prayers, when he began the rosary, I then recalled my dream realizing that this is what it meant.
The next few weeks I continued to try to get back to a normal life, but I knew that it was time to bring people together. I then planned and met with my pastor to begin the "Be not Afaid Holy Hours", Mother Teresa idea, on optaining peace within the families, or nation. So we began. We had great attendance in the beginning then it grew less and less. We know meet in my home, but one day God's people will be informed that the attack is on family life. My thoughts today on the one year anniversity are saddness, mourning but also I have this deep sense to be not afraid! That God acted in helping so many through people and that we must trust that he will continue to take care of all of our needs.
God Bless and my we never have to live through this nor the future ever have to see another day that was so dark....
C. Schwartz
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“story5657.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 27, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/10703.