story8305.xml
Title
story8305.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-10-02
911DA Story: Story
On that Tragic morning i woke up at 6:30 A.M., just as i did
every other morning. I showered, change, and got ready for
school, still clueless that today will be recorded in
History. I arrived at school and all my friends were there
having this loud converstaion, so i asked what was so
interesting? They just stared at me, shocked and surprised.
i remember thinking,"Did i miss something?" Finally a
friend spoke up and ask didnt i hear about the "plane crash."
I'm standing there thinking "Okay, some plane crash, was the
pilot drunk? Did alot of people die? But why the heck is this
such big news?". So i shrugged my shoulder and went off to
my lockers and then to class. My first period was English,
and there and then 7;32 A.M. in the morning was when my
world turned. I flet all these waves of different emotions:
anger, sadness, fear, confusion, pity. i instantly thought
what if it would happen to us to? What if the terroists would
attack L.A., we would be affected. We were then asked to
write down on a paper all our emotions. i remember i couldn't
write anything, all i got down was fear. What did i fear? that
my life, too, would be cut short and i would die without
accomplsihing and fulfilling my dreams. All thhose tragic
victims had been robbed of there hopes and dreams, they were
just ordinary people like me, would i be robbed blinded like
that too? No, 911 didnt affect me in that i lost no family or
loved ones. No one i knew were really anywhere near that
tragedy. But it truly opened my eyes on...I always believed
that you should "live like you are going to die tomorrow", but
before that i never really acted upon it. Now i do, because the
one thing i fear is to be robbed like those thousands of victims
were. *My thoughts and prayers are with those who were robbed of everythhing*
every other morning. I showered, change, and got ready for
school, still clueless that today will be recorded in
History. I arrived at school and all my friends were there
having this loud converstaion, so i asked what was so
interesting? They just stared at me, shocked and surprised.
i remember thinking,"Did i miss something?" Finally a
friend spoke up and ask didnt i hear about the "plane crash."
I'm standing there thinking "Okay, some plane crash, was the
pilot drunk? Did alot of people die? But why the heck is this
such big news?". So i shrugged my shoulder and went off to
my lockers and then to class. My first period was English,
and there and then 7;32 A.M. in the morning was when my
world turned. I flet all these waves of different emotions:
anger, sadness, fear, confusion, pity. i instantly thought
what if it would happen to us to? What if the terroists would
attack L.A., we would be affected. We were then asked to
write down on a paper all our emotions. i remember i couldn't
write anything, all i got down was fear. What did i fear? that
my life, too, would be cut short and i would die without
accomplsihing and fulfilling my dreams. All thhose tragic
victims had been robbed of there hopes and dreams, they were
just ordinary people like me, would i be robbed blinded like
that too? No, 911 didnt affect me in that i lost no family or
loved ones. No one i knew were really anywhere near that
tragedy. But it truly opened my eyes on...I always believed
that you should "live like you are going to die tomorrow", but
before that i never really acted upon it. Now i do, because the
one thing i fear is to be robbed like those thousands of victims
were. *My thoughts and prayers are with those who were robbed of everythhing*
Collection
Citation
“story8305.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 8, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/11419.